A love that is.....
When love rends the soul
sucks the life out of your very being
leaves you to decay in a shroud of pain
and absolute misery
It was not a love
but a play inside my head
wanting, needing to be loved
and told that life will be ok
the actors took their places
the stage was set
we danced our little dance
until all was gone
We have each other
you and me
against the world
nothing can stop us
together
But a love that takes
is not love at all
but an open wound
bleeding out
growing larger and larger
dripping slowly starts to trickle
the trickle is the stream
and the stream is the flood
The essence is gone
the corpse of a soul
cold, hollow
left to decay
dead but dreaming
rotting from inside
begging for it all to just end
just one night in peace before i die
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