From underworld

Eyes of Deceit

In the eyes of deceit: I am not a play thing. I am a human heart. A big bloodied heart. Wilting in pain, fearful in spirit. I am paranoid. Fragile and impatient. The wait is killing me. I am not your sweet thing. I am love and terror. I will not remain silent in the name of peace. I will speak until it eats away at me. You will know what is on my mind. I don’t live in hiding. How could one be? Art is in my heart. I will never give that away in order for you to…