Dawning Deceit

[sorrow2serenity]

She won't talk but I realize
She needs a new lie to believe.
Her face is drying watercolor
As I lay under the sheets and watch
The dying leaves fall one by one,
A cocooned moth that's yet to see
The light foreshadowing my end.

After she took a quick shower
We drove up to the store to get
Her cigarettes since none were left
And riding home she checked the mirror,
Seeing where her paint had smeared
And asking why I hadn't told her
Sooner so she would have known.
I hadn't noticed even though
I watched her mask smile all morning.

I know it's all a passing stitch in time;
After I sleep your light will flood my eyes
And I will fly reborn as all these sheets
Lie dead, the memoirs of my darkest truths,
And then I won't lie restlessly, obsessing over you.