If I could have any power
I would wish I didn’t cry.
I don’t want to tip my hand while before me u stand
Offering up yet another lie.
I wish the tears were smiles
That struck your wretched heart
That Convicted ur sin and the monster within
And the lives u wrecked apart.
I wish the drops would evaporate
Before they even begin.
I wish the salt wouldn’t sting my eyes
And betray my heart’s condition.
I wish my red cheeks were only rosy
And my sniffles would entirely cease
And my stare were Icy instead of wilted
To bring you to your knees.
I wish I saw fear in you, not pity,
As you watch my traitorous face,
That betrays the wrath of my anger
And the fire of my rage.
Do not mistake my weeping,
It is a solace to you alone,
To lure you into complacence
while my memory burns what you’ve done.
Grow comfortable in your mistaken triumph
You think your apology settled the score,
But like a Phoenix rising from the ash
This is just the start of the war.
- Daily Prompt: Do you Believe in Magic? (dailypost.wordpress.com)