Left here, dangling-
Strangling, choking on the bitterness;
Force-fed reassurance from a pigeons pocket;
Playing dead, on turntable empathy,
Barely proud, only missing everything.
Inside you, I hide--
Bleeding, misdirected in arrogance;
She laughs, repugnant;
Laps up the curse that blankets purgatory;
Only ugly dreams call for confusion;
Twisted like the thorn in my side,
You, are forever desperately--
Searching for perfection.
©Ashley Leslie 2013
