Friends

At arm’s length,

Glamour spell to disfigure,

So the defect become acceptable,

Hidden behind mirror balled effigies,

Soul stolen to be approved,

I want to reach to touch you,

A connection to be made,

But the magicks would break,

The truth revealed,

The mess inside,

Spilled like red wine,

Forever stained,

Trust destroyed,

Exposed and open,

Shut down,

Retreat within,

Friend then lost,

Time will my end.