Monday, February 23, 2009

Ghost Town.

I am an empty lot in a town whose inhabitants have been forced to evacuate. Your interest was feigned, I wish you were able to reciprocate. My empty vessel sails the seas, searching for the path its lost. You were the one who knew the price of everything, but rarely knew the cost. The tragic turns I took led to my premature demise. Our love dissipated long ago, without the beauty of reprise. My soul has wandered the earth, becoming restless in its wake. Immaturity was what crossed the line, why was it so difficult to return the love that you would take? I falter as my heart skips a beat; love is indeed a two way street. I felt naked as you stripped me of my due respect. You made me feel so weak, powerless like an insect. I reprimand you for your mistreatment of my kind and noble ways. You set my world on fire, and then left it ablaze. Now these fires burn, leaving my world so barren and cold. You have bid me adieu, and found some other to hold. I chased you like a dream that was slightly out of reach; I berate you for the lessons I have learnt, though you rarely practised what you'd preach. I have come so far now, no point in carrying on. The remnants of our memories have long since withdrawn. I resent that I was a mere pawn in your evil game of chess. Still, I confess that I will eternally remain the one that loved you best. My hopes have been put to rest; my permanent smile removed to reveal an ugly frown. I have lost all signs of life, my thoughts are often filled with strife. I am now the sole resident of my self-imposed ghost town.

Berlin.

I have surrendered myself to your sweet embrace. Your touches, and kisses cannot be replaced. I have seen our bright future, just from looking at your face. You have been my saving grace. I was so stubborn, refused to take the less travelled road. I assumed it would not hold me, that it would implode. But once I realized the beauty that God had bestowed. The rivers that connect us once again flowed. I see through new eyes, like a newborn child. My dreams before you were unambitious and mild. But with your guidance, I have undressed; my loneliness no longer expressed. I live a new life, full of satisfaction and joy. It is hard to believe that I am the same boy. The one who had built impenetrable walls. But like in Berlin, all walls must fall. I have been enchanted, like a fairy tale wood. I will withhold my promise, because you have always understood. The fury, the pain, agony and sorrow - that have aligned my smile and will continue to, tomorrow. I am victorious over my past; I have won the perpetual battle that I believed would always last. The light has returned to my bleak and dreary eyes; I now realize that you are my prize. And why have I been granted this reward? Have I managed to separate stone and sword? I give you my word that I will be all that you want. No more insipid child's games, the end of nonchalance.

Love's Marquis.

You are the star that one day fell, down into my palms. Your essence washes over me, and I am now serene and calm. You are so near, yet so far, so oppressed, and so divine. I am ecstatic beyond words that our hearts have intertwined. One day we will emerge as the heroes of fairy tales, as history has shown that unrequited love prevails. You have brought me to my salvation, and returned my sight. It is cause for celebration, as it's managed to reignite. The fire that burns within me, full of passion and desire. I am love's marquis, and you are all that I require. Since the day that I first met you, I knew my world would change. To my sorrows, I said adieu; it was a wonderful exchange. You wiped away my tears, showed me how to live again. I have since battled all of my fears, your effect was like cocaine. It gave me the confidence I needed to hold my head up high, and even when I was feeling low; I still felt so high. You are my fountain of youth, bountiful in your springs of beauty and truth. I will drink from you each day, to ensure I am not led astray. I will not take you for granted, showing my appreciation in every way. And if I should fail to ever satisfy these needs, I will redeem myself through a hundred noble deeds.

Candy.

I prayed this day would come, one in which I'd surrender to my love. I have finally succumbed, to the pleasures that tend to make me numb. I searched above and below for the promised land, and then you came along and offered me your hand. I followed you around, you often led me astray. Made me feel so petty, like I was merely made of clay. I danced when you asked and responded to your every beck and call. I was naive to assume that you would catch me if I fall. You disguised your bitterness in candy, which made it artificially sweet. Until I removed the wrapper to reveal that it was solely deceit. How long can I pretend when all I crave is revenge? To remove the smile from your face and put you back in your place. I have made you so strong, built you up from the ground. All the while you have played me out, just like a song. You forget to give thanks where they are deserved, as you unconsciously portray the image of one so calm and reserved. I see through your guise, and the part that you play. I can see the real you, each and every day. Your many personalities may seem to fool the rest, but I have known you for so long as I loved you the best. The curtains have closed, yet I'm still standing here. When I think of our future, I tremble in fear. I thought I was a man, but I am really just a mouse. How did I ever allow this stranger to enter my house? Our worlds have collided and the sun's come crashing down. My smile's been removed and now, I permanently frown. My tears have become tattooed upon my wrinkled, aging skin, and I pray that one day, I will be confident enough to stop my suffering.

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