Dear God,
Why is it that through all these years,
These venomous tears,
Seem to consume me…
These ugly thoughts,
The darkness they’ve brought,
Always seem to slowly but surely,
Consume me.
A faint pretend flicker…
Of freedom then hope
Then the too soon forever gone,
Heart flutter o f love and maybe then…
Maybe then… forever in love.
But as I begin,
To my love desiring…
Something dark and wanting,
Damning me to cross the forbidden.
As I cross with my stability leaving,
And the voices increase shouting,
My logic and all heart is felt gone,
While the madness begins to takeover,
And carry on.
When I come back, I cannot recognize.
The people that I love, once blissful,
Are now broken and beaten,
Their hearts cracked with pain.
This pain so strong the numbness begins begin to take,
As their tears already awakened will not cease,
For their peace has been taken.
Finally getting too much to bear,
With returned mind and heart filled with care,
I ask them who has done this.
But slowly but surely the realization of touch in my hand,
Of a dagger just well used,
Having taken with the other sides awakened,
The hearts of the many I love,
But now lay broken consumed slowly but surely,
In the palm of my other sides hand.