As we kiss, lips smiling round and warm, her voice comes telling the honey sweet truth all covered in flies. 'This is a lie all covered in pie, a lie between enemies that should be shooting not kissing, superman. You're the hero and I'm the villain with not one truth in her bones, this is a lie hiding in a truth.'
She pulls me out of my skin, my mind is somewhere floating above me and all I see is her smile roping me in and nothing else, no blood, no powers and no evil haunts my mind.
It's are little escape, slipping into a numbness that I want to last forever but every time she steps away the raging pain comes surfacing back, smiling a razor sharp smile and waving a friendly hello.
There's no need for a smile big and fake to come on our lips for the world to see and say 'he's fine, he's fine'
But the truth is that we're not fine and neither is the world that seems to be close to fire and brimstone every hour of every day and there's only us to fly up and save it.
The truth follows, like stray dogs with teeth bared, is that we're broken, tear stains tattooed under our eyes as we rush to save the day and lose everything along the way.
Now all we have, building up inside is the revenge that fuels us so our hearts don't just fail us right now and drop out of the sky as we fly away.
The want, the urge to step away from the smiles and superhero image fills me every single day until all I want their blood fresh in my hands, to see them cry as much as they made me and send them to the other end of the world.
I want revenge, I want blood but most of all I want truth before I slip away.
"Your quiet, more happen?"
"No, but a lot is coming and fast."