Unicorn

All this loneliness has always been a friend of mine, as I let go of my mother’s hand, and assumed my future would be fine. I locked the doors to my heart, saved the key for another start, watched you walk away after making your mark, then gave my ticket away and prepared to disembark. Critical until the bitter end, the shadows even taunt me proving that freedom is just around the bend, easy to comprehend, but difficult to apply, with a sigh I let it out, and spread my wings, ready to transcend. Ignored, and defeated, my army’s ego takes a beating, as my heart’s ripped out of my chest, and like a hemophiliac, I am left bleeding. Cries of confusion cajole coarsely through the air, barricading beauty from the beast that was barely there. Antagonistic anarchy aims to arrive to no avail, as I am all that I can be, an adventurer in search of the holy grail. I nurtured the seed of love, hoped to watch it grow before it went stale, only to be forced to accept that the heart is actually frail. Disembowelled, and dishevelled, I look like the victim of a late night alley fight, as the demons that hold me hostage, set out to make things right. I could be vindictive, and cut you with your own knife, but homicide is not the answer, the coldest revenge would be your life. Blame it on the alcohol, assume that we were drunk, then correct me with red ink, make your mark so I can flunk. You watch me walk away, and feign interest although I know it’s fake, we are now oceans apart, waterfalls seldom connect to lakes. Love is never enough when it is covered in blame, we were so quick to point the finger, without accepting that this was not a game. Toiled, troubled, tirelessly until we were tainted through and through, if only I could somehow make you see, that my love was nothing, if not true. I placed you on a pedestal, packed up, and sailed toward a brave new world, only to realize that I was incapable of love, incomplete, like an oyster who failed to deliver a pearl. Emasculated in the end, we ruined a perfectly good thing, yet somehow, inexplicably, you have not ceased to be my everything. Celestial bodies, suns, and moons could fall to the Earth, and our love would still survive, Euthanasia was the weapon that prevented our love from being revived. Compromise, and sacrifice can only be a two way street, yet impossible to achieve unless devoid of conceit. My castle walls come crashing down, leaving my security in disarray, I was the black swan that poisoned your ballet. One day in the future, you will see what you have lost, and I will be waiting with arms wide open, with my heart that you managed to defrost. I will count my blessings, cut my losses and accept that I need to be reborn, before I continue on my quest to find my unicorn. I am all out of the fight, no longer afraid to fail; no holy grail, or magic for me, I see now that they are merely myths, and only true in fairy tales.