The real you

Amongst all your pride, deathwishes and fears,

Dreams and desires coated in tears

Lies the unbearable loneliness, the unspoken pain

The thin line between being safe and being insane

And then there’s me, across them all

Ready to kill for you, to conquer them all

Willing to destroy them and set them on fire

If only they would try to call you a liar.

I pray for them all to see your real face

The Dorian’s portrait displayed in all its grace

Your dark desires combined with pure intentions

The old buried memories that no one ever mentions…

It’s time.