I have looked in your eyes and seen your soul.
The cover up
The pain
The lies
Your dreams
Your hopes
Your desires
I have felt lifetimes pour out of your mouth.
I have seen the story of existence through your tongue.
You weren’t-in control-then
You couldn’t-fight me-off
I’ve been labeled an infection with no cure.
And maybe-more-than a piece of you
doesn’t enjoy my affliction.
Not the love
Not the passion
Not the me
You’re convinced
You’re denial
You’re conformed
I have swam-in your soul-for too long,
without permission.
Here I am
wading naked in this pool.
Drain the water
Dress me up
Take the cure
Honing Your Reality 