Dismissonance

Dissociative distance with

a hint of damaged parts.

You couldn’t dissolve my strength

so, you chose to break my heart.

Malicious kindness with

a narcissistic upper tone.

You see a candy-coated disaster

so, you stick around to crush my bones.

Indecent identities with

a bonfire of repressed emotion.

You can’t control your personalities,

so, instead you seek implosion.

Heavy-handed helpfulness.

drenched in tar, trauma and grudges.

You only love for guarantees,

so, devour my imperfection in your punches.

Self-sacrificial sadist with

a love for breaking mended parts.

You find the glued-together seam,

so, you can caress it slowly back to shards.