without security of the firewalls
of the game that I once thought I won,
I saw for the first time
without those rose tinted glasses
and I saw the stop signs,
and the flags drenched in a deep maroon red.
I broke like the gift I gave to you for your birthday,
and I wept and screamed,
voice scratching at the walls of the cage
I was locked in by your faux words of care.
tricked, by you, an infamous magician,
and i, another victim of your fake love.