Too Late

Every subtle smile,

Every warm "hello,"

Every soft, tender touch,

You opened up another door,

Getting closer to my guarded heart.

You made lies sound so beautiful,

Pretty, toxic words, knotted in my heart,

My name was a butterfly on your lips,

Home was your safe embrace,

It never felt like a cage.

You whispered wonderful words,

Wove them in my mind,

I followed every light suggestion,

The world would be a better place,

It was fate, you said,

Fate is a cruel, deadly, monster.

I became something more,

Something less,

An assassin under your control,

Your broken, mended weapon,

Lost and found,

Never looking for a way out.

It was a heavenly game,

A love out of books,

Until reality came,

And took out your hooks,

I saw the hell behind your illusion,

But the light arrived too late...