She touches his hand, it is a burnin flame on her palm
It ignites her whole body and turns her into ashes
The heat from his dark feel crushes her from the inside out
She only knows slow pain when she’s around him.
She is lonelier when she is with him
She finds it hard to rise from the ashes that he contains
Like being stuck inside a ceramic vase, not spreading it away.
She knows she needs to let go of his hand
Walk away and gain her strength back
To fly up and not be brought down
But she can’t help but to feel a toxic warmth from his fingers.
Luring her in, such a deception
But when she’s close to him
It’s clear he only speaks nothing but empty promises and sweet nothings and he’s actions show even worse.
But she knows now he’s a magician, he has no real power
A fraud that tells everyone he is higher
He is insecure, hurting others to feel ensured
She removes her golden palm from his rotten arm
She knows the truth and wants to live for real
She doesn’t need him anymore
The light has exposed him
She doesn’t need him to be complete
He needs her
To now know she had the power all along.