PHANTOM

PHANTOM

Silently observing, your fantasies take form,
Invisible and shunned, a façade you adorn.
Excited by your game, a psychological mastermind,
Your dark, twisted dreams you set out to find.
Perform and manipulate, you’re precise and shrewd,
Lies fooling all that you choose to pursue.
Your charming disguise poisons innocence,
Venomous scars on a heart that can’t sense.
Falling deeper into your dark masquerade,
Until the strength of her mind, allows your mask to fade.
A loser you’ve become at your insidious game,
Narcissistic and vain, you’ve lost your longing fame.
Fallen from your throne, you set out to flee,
Running and hiding from a truth you can’t see.
You only fear the honesty that exposes your flaws,
Your emptiness, your deception, what she finally saw.
You live in your mind, your reclusive fantasy,
Your dark soul nothing more, than a phantom to thee.

Copyright © 2011 by Nada A. Sakher