Poem 15: Vacancy

Acceptance feels like defeat
Entertaining deception
Looking into the eyes of
— Lucifer
Questioning the purpose
Of his attention

Am I despised?
Am I loved?
Am I enough?

There’s a vacancy, void, vacuum
That says I can’t fulfill
— Purpose
— Perfection
— Possibility

And my skin’s aflame
And my heart shrivels
And my fondness erodes