My mind wonders off with the only intention to hold me back in the fantasy and illusion of a selfish love
The object of my obsession, I made him beautiful so he could fulfil my desire..
Of losing myself , of feeling alive through the intensity of this all consuming drug which was HE

He doesn’t play his role very well, the play doesn’t come off
I am left with a sense of disappointment and confusion
My power, I presented it to him on a golden plate
My sense of fulfilment is in your hands, handle it with care , I thought..


Being rocketed back into reality, I am in withdrawal
With a remembrance of the truth
I created this, I chose this
Only through a false belief and projecting lies

I know this routine so well
Always to bring me back to myself
There where true wholeness really exists
I was fixing on you, like a drug

Same pattern, different names
Always an unspoken contract
Underlined motives
Poisoned love


This awareness turns it into something beautiful
Leading me to nurture my own soul
Never to be lost again
In the illusion that HE can make me whole

All this time I am was looking to be reunited
With myself…