Once as chaste as a newborn lamb, temptation became my test, although I failed the exam, and joined the ranks of the rancorous rest. I could have had it all, as I set fire to the rain, if only I had the effort within me, to rise from the ashes once again. How does one get closure when their heart refuses to close? After all the words I should never have uttered escalated into blows? The cowardice within me was what prevented this man from being more than just a mouse, as we could have made a home together, but were barely even left with just a house. My cries, and pleas are drowned out by the sirens of defeat, as I left you bruised, and broken, careening wildly through the streets. Your smile was enough to light the city for a week, yet your silence resulted in me feeling like I had my tongue inside my cheek. Meek, and morbid is the aftermath of this man that was once a lion, our civilization could have been more illustrious than the Mayans. Yet instead we lost it all, traded in our diamonds for rubies that were much too small. The rings around my fingers, and the chains around my neck, bear witness to the ship that we abandoned, and then wrecked. Secure now, and safe once more in another's arms, no longer facing harm from the daggers that I had mistaken for your charms. Begrudgingly you judge me with backhanded compliments and words covered in scorn, yet I will always rise above, watch you fade to black, as I have been reborn. No longer torn between two worlds, dislodged myself from your broken pearls. Foolish of me to believe we could ever be friends, now that the red flags are back, and so are the trends. Your predictable patterns cannot be concealed, as I see through your facade, and know that you are not real. Just a figment of my imagination, you are but a mere shadow in the dark, as I check under the beds to ensure that you haven't left your mark. I now sip the finest wines, vintage, antique, and brand new, as you silently seethe with scorn from the acrid taste of your own stew. You brought me down and strove to make me your misery's company, but our waters were devoid of life, similar to the dead sea. I wash my hands clean of you, lather, rinse, and then repeat; no longer willing to compete, as it turned out that we both would cheat. No more thinking of you as I bid you adieu, the karma I have accrued has only grown since the likes of you. You rusted my heart like turpentine, so I will never again be thine, as I breathed a sigh of relief once our bodies separated, eternally grateful that our paths are no longer entwined. Ready to heal and move on to reach higher ground, watched my love come down, as my smile returned, no longer a frown. Silly of me to think you were the one, when you were hardly equipped with the ability to stun; shunned, I have turned my back to you, and the past. I was born to survive, as I will always outwit, outplay, and outlast.
Time stood still for nary a soul, it dragged its feet, aching and old. Blistering heat that made us melt, we were once softer than silk felt. Hallowed hearts wind whistled through, covered in bruises, black and blue. Hardly broken, but maybe bent, running on empty and love spent. There comes a day in all our lives, when our failures cut deep as knives. But you shall remain a triumph, you stayed with me, like a science. Words were whispered, curses, we'd shout, until the blood drained from our mouths. Yesterday—softer than silk felt; seems like all we do these days is yell.
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