Thomasine Dye

Sweet the Venom

I thought I remembered their names

But it has been too long a time

I can never remember what I say

Because all of it is a lie

 

So much wasted time

Pursuing something I am not

All this loathing and doubt

Over this ideal I’ve sought

 

I am no different from any other

I long for love and acceptance

So I chased and cultivated beauty

To stave off rejection’s cruel remembrance

 

Delusions come abound

For the hope-starved heart

‘If only I do this!’ ‘If only I wear that!’

Ever piercing are these poison darts

 

How sweet the venom

Of such affirming lies

For the truth cannot be known

To hear it is to die

 

Yet ever aware will you be

It will ring forever in your ears

Never will you escape those nagging doubts

It will haunt you through all your lonely years