the lie that is love

buried eyes see inward
beneath a frozen smile
of insecurity,
she wants to spell the words
that would heal her
but a fear of recognition
threatens the thought.
in arms of her own
she finds a careful love,
a spiritual plain.
the cornered instincts
become the audible rage
as her eyes finally close
to the darkness within
as it explodes around a bullet
shot from her pleading hands,
fingers curled around
the lie that is love.