Compliments

Whispered words, a venomous bite,

Masking contempt behind feigned delight.

Saccharine smiles that cut like a knife,

Dissecting my soul, stealing my life.

I dread the gaze that bores into my skin,

Exposing my flaws, my imperfections within.

A backhanded charm, a poisoned caress -

Your compliments scald, leave me in distress.

Is this true praise or a sarcastic ploy?

I cannot discern, my senses deploy.

Clutching my guard, wary of your intent,

Your words feel like traps, my spirit they vent.

Behind gilded tongues, barbs are concealed,

Leaving scars that can never be healed.

I long for honest words, devoid of deceit -

But your false kindness, it makes my heart beat.

In this twisted dance of feigned adoration,

I'm left clutching shards of self-preservation.

Your compliments haunt, a terrifying sight -

Casting shadows that obscure my fragile light