Sublime naivety

Knowing you have being used
Knowing that you would do it again
Like being at beck and cal
Subservient in all



Realization at the fall
Manipulated by your own will
Wanting it to be true
Wishing it was not construed



Human are that way
Wanting love so much
Over looking substance
The essence of beauty
Not on the reflect of skin



Does it make you feel better?
To push me down
To make me crawl along the ground
For all the wrongs someone did to you
If there was space in your heart?



Sublime realization comes to mind
When there more past then future
Transcending the pain of isolation
Knowing you have been used and tossed away as garbage
Beck and call to an ego
Does it make you feel better?
To make someone crawl
In the past with no future
Wanting it to be true
Knowing it was a numb illusion
That person you hate
The person you made crawl
The person you thought as garbage
The person you run over
Is someone’s hero

When you have more past
And so little future
You may see the reflection
In a wine glass
You will know
That is all you have
Right now
Right there
The bitter taste of regard