means of relief

yes

i am split down the middle

between two different

kinds of hell

not once in my life

had i ever questioned you,

until you gave me reason

against my better instincts, 

my wiser voices,

i wanted to love you

unconditionally. 

i wanted my love

to be without flaws

you were the one,

most flawed of all,

to step on my last shard

to destroy the mirror

so completely

it was then

that my lovely instinct

and my cynical voice 

shouted, a deep and guttural scream,

"What did I tell you?" "I told you so!"

the extent of your flaw

your 'mistake', 

which i am sure you hold,

within you, so very fondly

--due to the magnitude--

is what led me to sit

within myself, covered

in a blanket of tears and

solitude

but i will never be solidary,

no, you keep me prisoner in your castle,

arousing me from my sleep, when only you

yourself, are aroused.

keep me like you kept them,

when i lost meaning to you--

call me nothing but your means of relief. 

Reviews

[Calamity]

Steeped with emotion, well done.

[Moebia]

Thank you!

[Saddam]

i wanted to love you
unconditionally.
i wanted my love
to be without flaws.

This is so sweet write. I think it has a spiritual meaning but very well crafted that it has lovely mean to for someone. Love it all the way.

[Moebia]

Thank you for the review!! I hardly get reviews so this was great to hear. :)

[Saddam]

Good work always be praised, this is one of them. Welcome dear.