Rose Upon Your Lips

Am I just a trinket, a novelty for your pastime.
A diamond that you found in your complicated landmine?

You seek refuge in beauty, but it does never last.
And I the one left laying on broken glass.

Empty words of nothingness, cast to weave me in.
Yet here I fall effortlessly, like leaves caught in the wind.

Am I that naïve, to play this game with you?
Know it in my heart that I stand to loose.

Devour me you have, with no consciousness to care.
Feeding on the superficial, left me feeling bare.

Raw and exposed, heart bleeds vulnerable.
Clenched throat tightened...Why so gullible?

Do you see weakness....darkened eyes?
Why do you insist on breathing lies?

A pretty face brings to you contentment.
But with inside me I hold resentment.

A taste of a rose upon your lips.
Pleasure that last for only a bit.

Then I the one left with the blemish that stains.
A permanent mark forever remains.

Am I damaged to broke to repair?
Look under this silhouette, find substance there.

You look at me with lustful sight.
Will you ever see me in a different light?

Weakness is preyed upon, the serene swallowed whole.
Like a serpent to Eve, you've tarnished my soul.

But it's not for me to season your pride.
For once your done you toss me aside.
I
t's not for me to make you feel alive.
For I the one left dead inside.

Not my intent to shift all the blame.
For it was I who allowed the play of the game.

See myself in a different light.
I am the one who should treat me right.

Value my soul, my heart, my life.
See my own beauty...Alive in my eyes.

Have no more need for your wasted attention.
Your childish endeavour to claim my affection.

Seek more depth and understanding.
Unveil mysteries that are in hiding.

My Self Worth in you does not lay.
No words you speak will make me sway.

My angel gives her words of wisdom.
"It's up to you...To learn your lessons".