Saturday, November 14, 2015

the new drug

she watched you take him away
slowly 
slowly 
so slowly she didn't notice until it was too late

the signs were just whispers
when they should have been screams
late nights staring at the computer screen
the bright light glazing his eyes
like a sheet of ice on a winter morning

she thought the frost would thaw eventually
but you managed to chill him to the bone

with the click of an ad
"sexy girls here"
you dragged him down into abyss
his eyes were open and he was seeing
not her
never her
but you
in all your glory
fantasizing over an image that she could never attain
taking in the curves of a girl so young she could be his daughter
watching as you gave him everything that she never could
and it was easy for him to get lost in your illusion
because like a drug 
you pulled him in
and like a drug
you shackled him

and she watched as he stopped seeing her
she cried as he stopped holding her
because when he looked at her
he thought of you
and all the ways she didn't measure up
because who needs love and all of its pesky little flaws
who needs short tempers and bad hair days and dirty kitchens
when there's you
always waiting
perfectly photoshopped
always having a good time
and unlike her,
when he's tired of you,
he can simply click another link
because who needs love
when you can have a lie

he's off chasing something that isn't even real
leaving her in the dust
dissatisfied
disenchanted
because her reality didn't fit his fantasy
the fantasy that you fed him
the fantasy that changed him

because like a drug
you pulled him in
and like a drug 
you shackled him
and like a fool

he believed you.

7 comments:

  1. oh sam. this is brilliant. and beautiful. and harsh in the best kind of way.

    "because who needs love
    when you can have a lie".

    what a perfect explanation.

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  2. because who needs love
    when you can have a lie.

    Oh.My.Hell.

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  3. fantasizing over an image that she could never attain
    taking in the curves of a girl so young she could be his daughter.

    That was my favorite part. It had excellent flow. This is new and refreshing. Loved loved loved

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  4. i have never read something more real.

    this hit me so hard and nobody could have said it better.

    love.

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