Poetry: "In your secrets" By Ben Goode 2014 (c)

In your kiss, it is tainted with a dreaded thought. 
That like a sample of heaven, it shall never be. 
Not in this life. 
That I shall ever see. 
Tricked with a love, that I'm left to feel. 
Giddy with feelings that feel unreal. 
I want to embrace you. 
But abandoned to feel I disgraced you. 
Why do you say you need me? 
Upon a dead-end you lead me. 
Beaten by the thugs of rejection. 
On deaf ears, mercy seems no objection. 
All damned talk you have always been. 
Through just chance I have only seen. 
Nor in grass, yours is never green. 
In your secrets I have seen just deception. 
Trust in you is just perception. Lie to me another time. 
Truth I know, you were never mine.