First Dates

First Dates

How many voices do you hear

in that pretty little mind?

Is it schizophrenia

if those voices are unkind?

Is your smile sincere or

does it curl into a grimace?

If your reflection turned black,

who would be there as a witness?

How many games do you play

in this unsuspecting world?

What’s the damage from the drugs?

Does life remain unfurled?

Are you locked in a prison?

Are you free as a bird?

Some words are best unspoken,

some words are best unheard.

Have you teased the trigger?

Did you pray for the gift?

Have you ever fallen ill?

Is that a trophy you could lift?

Does evil swim inside of you?

Did you bleed yourself dry?

My senses are so broken,

my thoughts ever so wry.

My senses are a token,

first dates, a massive lie.

Some thoughts are best not woken,

some birds never to fly.