Love's Mystery

Just a free verse of a bunch of feelings I combined to come to an unsolved conclusion.

You left me standing in the dark.

Tears outrageous.

I can write pages.

Wanting to die everytime I blink my eyes.

I see you and I hunger for you touch.

I can't have it.

You don't want me.

You can't love me.

You can't be mine.

We can't be together.

If I run away, I will leave this in my love letter.

praying it makes me feel better.

Forcing myself to let go forever.

Inspirations go a blaze.

I'm almost to the second page

If I can't hold you one last time. . .

If I can't kiss you one last time. . .

If I can't hold your hand and stroke your fingers. . .

I'm feeling exposed like a naked closet hanger.

Exposed to danger.

Set with anger.

The night I cried for you, I felt blood in my eyes.

Write? Write about what? Lies?

Lies between us that are not there.

Using my imagination to conceal how much I care.

When I cried, My brain wasn't there.

nothing told me to stop.

nothing gave a damn about me.

Nothing allowed me last moments before death.

I am gone into this mental crime scene.

Laying there, standing over my body.

I don't know how these feelings arrived.

Too bad they are required to die.

I shattered the mirror where I once saw you and then me.

Standing in front of this mirror, there is nothing I see.

 

Finished: 3-11-08