I Have To Have The Last Word
The blemished
encounter of children
Led us down this wyrd
path.
Of star crossed
lovers,
And faithful circumstance.
The romantically outlandish
combination was free from sin,
Understanding the
lack of commitment.
Time developed levels
of comfort,
Which became the cushion
to cater to our individual disparity.
Until the moment,
When we fell in love.
You came to me in my
darkest hour and awoke me with your light
We watched ourselves
in mirrors
Our passion unmatched,
and wildly untamed
Dancing, drugs,
destiny
It left me blind.
But I enjoyed the
darkness,
You can do no wrong
through my blue kaleidoscope.
Until we saw the similarity
between us
We let the light
through;
Reality burned our
bloodshot eyes.
Trouble, tricks,
tears
All to save the
other’s heart.
Doomed by a
horoscope,
The stars were to
carry on their path once crossed.
For one cannot
dictate the direction of a star,
Their stubbornness
leaves them lonely.
In fear of a
poisonous,
impending cloud of vain,
We hid like children
beneath our sheets.
The tick of the bomb
was terrifying.
Once the acid wore
off and the colors were gone,
All that was left
were the ashes of our love.
We tried to rebuild
our temple to no avail.
Thy kingdom had come,
We shall be done.
The greatest ache is
heartache.
Swollen eyes from ugly
truths
That you’re in love,
With someone else.
I no longer believe
in lover’s dreams
The hope can kill
you.
For once your bosom
beats betwixt his body,
He will steal the air
from your lungs and the life from its cage.
Exasperated from
dismay,
I find myself suffocating.
You stole my heart,
So it will always be
with you.
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