Ambiguous

[Origami]

I knew your eyes would shelter the dawning of disaster,
The day when I fell slave and you rose tyrant master.
Yet still I went headfirst abysmally into the confines of your blackened heart
Never aware that it would be that same voyage that drove us apart,
Inevitably to abandon me in a hollow room lying beside myself in denial;
Forever trying to catechize myself to believe that it wasn't all just another mistrial.

Hypnotize myself into believing that your heart was never really in this,
That twisted and deranged forms of deception lurked beneath every kiss.
Make myself admit that solitude and sorrow were the prerequisites to holding you.
You made me believe euphoria and serenity were palpable; however, only hitherto
The moment you traced fissures down my still beating heart with a barbed grin,
And seized me into a lurid realm somewhere deep inward of myself. Wherein

I discovered the distorted forms that stalked deep below your cynical lips,
Disfigured demons that actuated symmetrically to your cyanide-traced hips.
And the Temptress in your voice that once effortlessly found way to seduce my sight,
The same one to vanish on the air and forsake me into this hellfire plight.
Now loom over me like hollowed faces with a veiled complexion
And haunt me evermore, torment me continually with retrospection.

[deadpie]

I usually don't see much poems that are different from others here in the open book, but holy fuck. You write like a boss. I really enjoyed this. Hope to see more sometime soon?

[Origami]

I used to post quite frequently to OP; however, none quite so err- "twisted(?)" as this. Hell, I can't think of the word. Most of my older poetry, like this one, played on love in some odd, and somewhat traditional methods. So to say, they probably weren't "different from others" at all.
With this, I had taken roughly a three month break from writing and wanted to play with deceit and love at the same time meanwhile trying to use somewhat unconventional diction. Not quite how I envisioned it turning out, but close enough as far as I'm concerned.

[Origami]

Shamelessly bumping this poem.