hide and seek piece

This is what happens when
the void chooses to gnaw
at your bones -

to pick apart your soul
between it’s teeth

You look in the mirror
stuck in a grand illusion
seeking the pieces of reality
hiding, creeping

somewhere along your skin
evading any touch your eyes
are already hesitant to give


This is what happens when your sadness wins and the flesh you see
isn’t necessarily the flesh that lives

An erroneous reflection,
mocking at your prying fingertips

at your voice, crying out
for something more, somewhere
outside of it all