Reaper

The road we travelled on together converged into different paths, you burnt the candle on both ends and then cried as you felt my wrath. No more holding hands, or dancing in the dark; we will never make amends as our love was damaged from the start. You carelessly confused what we had for something good, deep inside I knew that I was the only one that understood. I celebrate the impending departure of my pain and suffering, no longer required to stay put like a bird with a broken wing. I will always reign supreme as victory courses through my veins. You can now let go and release me from your reins. I am no longer a child, your services are no longer needed in my life. You were often the jailer that teased me with freedom but instead you covered me in sin and offered me nothing but strife. I feel defiled as I walk through the streets, wondering how I ever let this get so out of hand. There was once a time when I assumed you were my ticket to the promised land. Now, instead, I sit in a daze, hurting myself as my world is ablaze. The tempestuous fire burns throughout the night, setting fire to everything it catches in its sight. I refuse to wait for you to increase the damage that you have caused. In every story that you wrote, I was your antagonist; this defamation ensued for too long, as I fought harder to resist death's tempting kiss. I covered my windows and locked all my doors, rebuilt my walls and shut you out once more. Now that I have left you crawling in the dark, I hope you can see that it is time to disembark. Abandon your baggage, it makes you look uglier than you are; yet you still believe that you are as élan as wine and caviar. Follow me into a world that is devoid of you, filled with colour yet seldom blue. You were the reaper that I refused to fear, as I bid you adieu and disappeared.

Four Seasons of Love

You were the first snowflake of winter, always so eager when you came. You made me fall like autumn leaves, thieves could not have been as sly. You are wise beyond your years, as your whispers are similar to a summer's breeze that tickles my ears. No matter the season, winter, summer, fall or spring; you have been blessed with the best and that is why you are my everything. I envisioned your arrival before you even came, left your side foolishly, thinking others would make me feel the same. Your eyes shine so brightly, providing me with guidance whenever I am lost at night. I sought shelter and solace and found it in your kiss, as the seasons keep changing, offering mother nature bliss. I can no longer pretend that you are not the one, as you have managed to simultaneously become my moon and my sun. You are the diamond that shines in my sky, the drug that never fails to get me high. I am wrapped up in your love, tossing and turning to rise further above. You are the problem that raises my spirits and weakens my bones, and the solution which chases away my sobriety and follows me home. Music could not sound as poignant and bittersweet as the words you whisper softly before caressing my cheek. I have won my biggest battle to date, my Waterloo was you, preordained by fate. You are the ale that makes me sing, like a bird no longer caged you have released me from my prison and shown me freedom at its best. And like the sun, I am comforted in knowing that you will always rise in the east and then set in the west. In the fall, your love encompasses me, painting with vibrancy whilst colouring my leaves. Winter comes and you keep me warm, nestled by the fire and safe from harm. When Spring has sprung, I fall deeper with you, slowly ascending the ladder of love. Summer is an eternal state whenever you are around; I can always feel the heat you emanate, was lost but now am found.

Crusade

Alarmed as you shook me awake from my silent reverie, I slowly grew conscious of my glass menagerie. Others were always on the outside staring in, amusedly wondering which of the sins I would engage in. My world was taken by storm as all my plans had gone awry. I had intended to make a ripple on the history of man; to invent something ingenuous was surely in my plan. Yet cruel fate had been victorious once again, as I let go of hoping as I watched life's hourglass devour all of its sand. I was born to be the greatest, to shine above all the rest; I was guaranteed eternal bliss but instead became depressed. Life's burdensome facades never failed to rain on my parade. In hysterics as I reproached God alone for my reclusive crusade. Barraged with bullets as I tried to make it to second base, trivialized by material things as I saw the ugliness you concealed behind your face. I am entering a new era, a chapter of my own as the world sits and silently waits for another king to be throned. The only celebrity I respect is my own, no need to sycophantically adore the unknown. My posture is perfect, photogenic and correct yet you still seem to suspect me as if I am guaranteed to infect. I am not the victim of another birth defect, you should know this by now as I am your favourite subject. You may superficially cling to mundane, insignificant things as I am worth my weight in spiritual diamonds, while you are merely attached to strings. Like a puppet you insipidly follow all the other sheep within your flock, you can race against the clock but time will never stop. Chasing the fountain of youth that you are sure will keep you young, but what good is eternity when life's song has already been sung? Take off your rose coloured glasses that make you see in abstract, subtract the negativity and your life will get back on track. Contrarily, I will continue to resume the role that I have singlehandedly assumed, as I have paid the price to gain entry into my own, personal paradise.

Love

When love takes over, it has the power to ignite; it can rob you of your sight and make you lose your will to fight. When love takes over, it provided you with light throughout the night, fill you with the most poignancy to write and beautify your world to your delight. Love has taken over me, and I have succumbed to its devices. It has enamoured me, as I have paid its prices. This weekend has entranced me, as I danced within your arms. You are my knight in shining armour, and my soul's successful charmer. I was a snake until you played your enticing tune, blowing up my love as if it were a balloon. I am weakest when under your grip, as you are the only one equipped with the power to numb my lips. My soul is enchanted by your aura divine, even through my flawed design. This love is ethereal, as if it were from above. Your vessel empties into mine, purifying me like a dove. I kissed your lips so softly, as the breezes in the south of France. I held you so closely, as we slowly danced. You showed me Heaven in your eyes, as I witnessed the most breathtaking sunrise. You took my breath away, as you said those three words, that always make me sway. I am yours until the bitter end, until my soul is dispelled. I stood on the top of the highest mountain and yelled that you are the one that made love felt. It caressed me with its hands, as you showed me with your lips. It was like encountering the rarest eclipse. Your sun and my moon, dancing in the night; two bodies became one, as our love became so bright. You lulled me to sleep with your soft spoken words, opened my heart like most open drawers. My body is broken from years of misfortune, it is bent from all my torment and still, you come around to fill me with your scent. Your lullabies are my sole prize, the ones that strip away the layers of my disguise. No more walls for you to demolish, as they have all caved in. You more nails for you to polish, as you are where my life begins. I will always cherish your life, you are the avenger of my strife as I put away the knife that caused so much harm. Until the day I perish, you will have me in your arms. I have given it all to you, to love and beyond; shown you love in the highest degree, as you would delicately reciprocate and respond. I sought wisdom and found it in your mind; please do not let this depreciate, for this love is truly one of a kind.