Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Guillotine

I thought that I was invincible in my superhero's garb. I donned my cape and costume only to be disarmed. You were my Waterloo and I was forced to taste defeat. It tasted bitter on my tongue, similar to the most unhygienic street meat. I continued on a road I knew I never should have taken, hoping that one day my pride would die and I would be awakened. But instead, I've been forsaken. I refused to lose and as a result I lost it all. I never would have imagined that love could make me feel so small. I was shaken to my core, it tore my heart apart like lightning. You were the thunderbolt that made love become so frightening. Reclusive and paranoid, my future you have destroyed. I had all the potential in the world, I could have gone so far. I traded it all to be with you, and now I am afraid to dare to reach for the stars. I was once so confident, majestic in my own right. Despondence is my new name, as I have lost all will to fight. This charade has turned into such a facade, like the crises in the Middle East I can hear the sirens in my own personal Riyadh. No God could save me now, as I am in much too deep. At night, I lay down my head and silently weep. I cry for injustice, and the cross that I must bear. I sob indulgently as I wring my hands in sheer despair. You have made it your goal to wreak havoc on my soul, as I have been left, bereft and required to reap the evil that you sow. Sorrow has written its name upon my heart, as I passively accept it and allow you to resume your farce. I regret that we met, on a night so pristine; you were my executioner as I placed my head so trustingly into your guillotine.

Thursday, July 09, 2009

Deception

I abused your trust with such tyrannous lust, like a sadist I beat you with my lies until you were begging for the truth. I had your life wrapped around my fingers as I ripped your heart off of your sleeve. I hurt you more than words can say, granted you no reprieve. My love was permanent but I got lost along the way. I took your emotions for granted as I offered you death's bouquet. I exhibit the symptoms of a personality split. I am ambitious and determined, yet always fail to thoroughly commit. The reason for my sorrows hides behind my deep set eyes, I conceal it from the world like a much coveted prize. Many have tried but only few have managed to unveil, the truth behind these lies that I have weaved into elaborate fairy tales. I told you it was love even though I was unsure. Concealed the truth from you and made you believe that I was demure. I committed grand theft as I left you so bereft, violated you with treason and forced you to abandon all reason. Logic had failed long ago, as I left you stranded on love's morose death row. On a whim, I was simultaneously macabre and grim as I watched you suffer, wishing that you were still with him. Larcenous, as I made you question your sanity, my vanity increased as I barraged you with profanity. You will forever remain the sole exception to my karmic beliefs, the only victim in my twisted game of deceit. I am filled with conceit as I lie through my teeth refusing to concede my defeat to one so weak. You should have escaped when you had the chance, my vindictiveness has been unwrapped and I am ready to wreak havoc and make you shamelessly dance.

Sunday, July 05, 2009

Mediocrity.

All of my childhood haunts of yesterday, have drifted, simply gone away. Forced to grow up in a world that refuses to let up, until my fickle heart is hopelessly fed up. If I am a prisoner here and I am not permanent, then why am I required to leave behind a superficial imprint? One of a life lived but unfulfilled, full of misery and swallowing pills. Colour me green as I stare into your life. Devoid of pain and devoid of strife. You are from a class above, restricted by nothing but the money that you love. You may indulge in the pleasures of the world, but it is my oyster and I am its pearl. I am not interested in tasting caviar from afar, as I can be introspective and still touch the stars. Superficiality has convoluted the earth causing us to truly forget its worth. Politicians persist in polluting with policies gone awry. Poverty prevails as orphaned children rightfully cry for parents that have died. Materialism malnourishes mortals into a meagre state, and still you stubbornly claim that money can buy you a worthy soul mate. Although money makes your world go round, I would rather centre on ideas that are much more profound. Like a medium, I enthral as I am aglow. I may stumble and fall, but always reap what I sow. I refuse to live a life so mundane, that I am forced to vacate just to escape. I am the master of my own domain, I have grabbed life by the reins, as I watch it fall back into shape.

Friday, July 03, 2009

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.

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