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Pills of Love

Masks We Wear

By Moon DesertPublished 4 months ago Updated 4 months ago 1 min read
Photo by Yulia Matvienko on Unsplash

You gave me pills instead of love,

a supposed comfort.

Dosed with medicine, not feelings.

Now I read books to feel something.

Years of hurt etched onto your soul.

Unfelt by you as you grew numb.

Secretly scheming with those nearby,

then denying it all, the mask complete.

I sought peace, yet fuelled the fight,

while you ignored every word I wrote or said.

Yours, so important, though empty of worth -

a hidden disguise on everyday Earth.

No room for fresh ideas, lost in your own head.

We all get like that, but what if someone changed the game?

You bought into a lie and then thrived on it.

Now, you're left with nothing but a dull existence.

You navigate this world blind

to your significant imperfections -

a nightmare complete.

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Thank you for reading!

heartbreakinspirationalsad poetrysocial commentaryStream of Consciousnesssurreal poetryMental Health

About the Creator

Moon Desert

UK-based

BA in Cultural Studies

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Crime Fiction: Love

Poetry: Friend

Psychology: Salvation

Where the wild roses grow full of words...

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  • Antoni De'Leon4 months ago

    so sad. be well.

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