Nirvana

I was asked tonight, why my writing spells heartbreak. I choked on an answer, as I was shaken awake. Now that my eyes are open, I can genuinely see. That you are not the one, I assumed that you could be. I am stuck in the past, and haunted by your lies. Your mask has come off, and I now see through your disguise. Yet still I levitate, to the beauty that you emanate. I see beyond the negative, and see that you are my soul mate. You have lifted me up, so high that the world looks like a maze. You have brightened my world so much, that it's solely you that can amaze. I am happy for once, as I can feel the warmth of the golden sun. My life is not ending, it has simply just begun. Our love is stronger than metal, it can not be undone. You shine brighter than diamonds, you must be composed of pearls. I am drawn to you, as our destiny unfurls. I began my metamorphosis after being seduced by your kiss, remain entranced as I sleepily dance. My evolution started once I lost myself in your eyes, you held me captivated like an enchanted sunrise. I await the day where your arms will be my solace, as we grow together and grow old and grey, enraptured in our reciprocal bliss. I could not have imagined a love so pure and sacrosanct, intoxicated by you as I take another sip. I know you will always catch me if I fall and that you will do all that you can to ensure that I never slip. You are the waters that carry me to shore. Your love has enriched me, with you at my side nothing has the capacity to bore. Your voice lulls me to sleep and carries me high, I have attained Nirvana with you at my side.

Toxic

You undressed me with your malice and adorned me with your scorn. I was the rose and your love was my thorn. The undefeated champion of life's game for so long, until you set out to write my fate forced me to lose my title and turned me into a lightweight. You vandalized my soul with your deception as I lost my sense of self. Made me second guess my own perception at the cards that I had been dealt. I was once king until you deceitfully plotted to steal my throne. Conjugated me with your stubbornness, and left me all alone. You expected me to be as silent as a lifeless mannequin, as you dressed me with your hatred and painted my skin with your chagrin. You adorned me in clothing that was always of your choice, my refusal to defend myself resulted in the loss of my voice. Disparaged is my sense of pride as you vindictively mass produced my body and shipped replicas of me worldwide. If I were in my normal state of grace, I would have found the courage to leave you and this hate filled place. But angels could not fall as hard, as I never stopped yearning for your cold and venomous embrace. I was once filled with beauty, passersby would stop to stare. Instantly enchanted by my long and lustrous hair. Consequently, my mane has thinned it is now just like my blood. Reminiscent of Noah's Ark as the great flood left bodies in its wake. I am now a natural disaster, dehydrated, and a mistake. I was once able to fill boutiques with my esteemed style and look. Now instead I can only be found in children's colouring books. I recall the day when I was your greatest muse. It seems like eons ago now that I am the sole victim of your timeless abuse. I have said my mea culpas and repented to God above; eternally left questioning why I am the recipient of the most toxic kind of love.

Tempest

Am I a fool to ask myself if a rose with any other name would smell as sweet, as the beauty that you possess, that causes me to endlessly concede to my defeat. The wonderful taste of success comes to mind, as I envision our future, so unique and one of a kind. It will be brilliant, full of majesty and glory; as you put your hands in mine and allow my hands to write our story. Like a tempest, you unwind me and enrapture my emotions, causing me to feel divine. You are the biggest temptress as you seduce me with your love, chocolate lacks the same effect; you are royalty in your own right as you have won me over, commanding the utmost respect. Many before you tried to tame the beast within and failed, ran away dejectedly with their cowardliness unveiled. You have captured my heart and set it in stone, saved me from a destiny that promised to bury me alone. Your smile rises every morning, providing the world with light. Your eyes, the sole prize that fill my heart with such delight. The contentment I feel at having you in my life is enough to remove any prisoner's strife. You have encased me in your rapturous respite, as I fall deeper in love and take another bite. Although at times you are like a child, with innocence projected in your eyes; I may act beguiled until I look at you and feel the warmth of a sunrise. You are my only one, the sole supporter of my cause. I am able to accept you with your flaws, and for all this you are worthy of an ovation coupled with the most thunderous applause.

Wasteland

I consistently ask myself whether I should fight or flee, the endless torrents of misery that threaten to take over me. In the squalid heat I find it difficult to breathe, as the thickened smog seeps into my lungs, and I slip further down life's ladder's rungs. I dry my eyes and wring my hands, sorrow has wreaked havoc on my once Utopian land. The trees no longer bear fruit, they are as barren as my empty womb. Flowers no longer blossom, instead they wither and wilt, giving up and giving in to the emptiness they feel within. Darkened are my skies, as the sun hides and refuses to rise for a world forsaken by its own, left to feel the wrath of reckless abandonment all alone. The undertones of guilt wash ashore and tease dry earth with water, though that is all that it is yearning for. Greys and monochromes poison the air filling it with cyanide, as the promises of prosperity succumb to the venom of it all and die. Acid rain pours from the clouds, as my thoughts have become so loud. They refuse to let me sleep, as I surrender to the pain and weep. Life is no easy street, it will cheat, deceive and then excrete, you from its throes similar to being naked and exposed. I am much weaker than presumed, as I smell death's sweet perfume, it is lacquered to my walls, and fills my dreary prison's halls, slips into my veins and takes me by the reins. Lecherous as it may be, I am captivated hopelessly. I have lost my appetite hoping that in the night I will see the light, find my gateway out of this place as I fall upwards from grace. The world has become such an abomination, a huge discredit to the beauty it once possessed. I lace my boots and I get dressed, as I prepare myself for my soul's eternal damnation.