So you hated, we dated
Online need you used
As a sign, you said
Your happiness is a paramount concern
Mine left unseen

We progressed, we saw
A desire for control ruled all
As time passed, you showed
The truth in a phrase, a curse

Photos a threat
Give me…. I need
Don’t make me
Take another act before it’s too late

Love, not present
Though you whispered your truth
Ice cold your lies
Reflected the words became weapons

Narcissistic shadows in a demented scene
Forcing the present, a future disease
Control a mission
Your betrayal a hidden reality

Fictional future
Empty house of dreams
Your words are poison
Your true thoughts are not of me

The old tune replayed
Melody is the same
The lie is not a new thing
Simply repetitious and replayed.

An Original Poem by H.R. Beebe