The Grand Illusionist

 

I see you. You don't think I do, 

  but I watch you set torch to 

            everything. 

Peace here, 

     is unacceptable. 

Peace here, 

   is your demons violation, 

        invited in Night after Night. 

And you think I don't mind your distance, Father? 

In the wake of everything 

   quaking and burning, 

      amidst all the ash, 

You think your well wishes are received for the cowardice and pride that they beseech? 

No....

No....

Abandonment is Abandonment. 

You take that up with God. 

I will not forgive you, 

  and I shall not forget. 

Oh feigned Love, 

  Your wrath, Your Wrath. 

   Your Battles, and Wars 

  ever ceaseless. 

No....

I am no one to be contained in such a way! 

    You have always had the wrong girl. 

         The wrong woman for that! 

I shall and can not submit to this! 

  It is simply a thing I can not do. 

I willed myself and drank your potions...

I did all the shadow work and saw yours as well. 

But you would feign. Feign it all. 

A clever illusionist upon the crowd, but you forget, 

I saw your inner secrets, 

  Day, 

         after Day, 

                   after day.... 

I know your bank account and excuses. 

I know your ways. 

I know your clever lingo and masked parades 

  diluging and pretending about, 

While you drink every night away. 

  and all the toxins bare that weight, 

      Which I had eaten up. Oh yes....

I let you feed and feed 

     and feed me....

Oh yes I did. 

  But in the midst, 

What is there that is retained? 

Oh Dear Sir, 

  I drink, and smoke, and medicate away 

    what you refuse to take on- 

Making empty promises. 

Illusions. 

Clouds of smoke, for your grand scheme.

Oh Sir....oh Sir....

  It is far more you have taken from me that I must retrieve. 

The trade in, unfair, skewed. 

The contract unmet, by still binding chains. 

You are a fraudulent man who masks, 

   and mask away.