Category : Poems

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My mind is a traitor.
Convincing my heart that it knows what's best.
Distorting the lens through which I see love,
With long held pain and doubt,
Disguised as logic and reason.

My heart is a coward.
Allowing my mind to undo such good.
Giving up passion and longing and love,
For supposed answers,
That are empty, hurtful, and wrong.

My mind is a monster.
Ruthless, a bully, the falsehood of strength.
Protective design but it always fails. 
My mind is a monster,
And my heart is always the prey.