Disguised

My eyes grow ever heavy
With every tear I shed
And, though, my heart beats steady,
It fills with awful dread!

My head is pounding
With everything you imply
And, further still, continues
while my face starts to dry.

I seek to explain
This loneliness, this strife,
This unbearable pain
Which you bring into my life.

How could Love ever keep
Such horrendous blight?
Like the wolf who dressed in sheep,
It's disguised as lovely light.

But the light is truly sadness,
That no power can mend,
For there can only be darkness
When the tunnel has no end.