Chandelier

It was burdened with light
Clear, lucid light
The kind that sweeps up inside you and takes hold
Gripping and breaking your heart strings to submit
It was golden with witty light
Like a smile from a Starlet
Who is beaten by her husband's hands
Bruised midnight blue in the predawn night
It floats, shifts, sways
Maddeningly strong
I watch mesmerized by wicked
Stilted, delicate boldness 
Like an ugly tea cup, chipped
As you bring it to you cracked lips
Seeping from the edges with lies
But the light, the light keeps me there
I would rather be anywhere or even nowhere but here, here
I am, I am
Lying beneath the faceless, facades
Layers of liquid light
Pulling me; pushing me away
I watch my life slip
But I cannot be bothered to notice this
As I am to fascinated and caffeinated with the light, the light
Dragging me away from life
One beautiful life I have to live
I would watch paint chip instead of this
But this, this is the light of my life
Not my life, but its light
Brilliant, bright
Deceptively so  
But one day I will go out cold
Like your cracked lips
And the lies will be, will be still
Haunting me, taunting me into my warm liquid grave
There I will stay until the end, end of days
Snapped out, as it fades