Love is Pain

Legendary lilac love's lullabies lament lasciviously lacerating lessons learned long ago, lackadaisical lack of depth laboriously led to the loss of ladylove.

Overzealous omnipotence obscures others' options of overcoming odds, your obese objectification once obligable obliterated our obsessions, occulting obsoleteness.

Vindictively vindicating vapid venom vehemently veered via voluptuous vengefulness, vaguely vaccinating villains and heroes like the Valkyrie.

Eager endeavours earnestly entertained, eternally everlasting evil exuded externally erasing excitement exponentially everyday.

Ignorance induced into increasingly ignominious incompetence instead of idealistic inheritances, in your eyes iodine irrigated irreverently invoking the invited invisibility of me.

Sensually slaking stupor's selfish self-concerning scandals, storybook enchantment seductively slew your self-righteousness asunder.

Proprietary presumptions prevailed, proving petulant precociousness preyed upon your Palestine, painfully prescribing poison that was prone to parliamentarian partiality.

Arrogance always achingly altered your autonomy, angering angels and archenemies alike, auburn austere artistry assumed your aura would achieve applause, and not abomination ad nauseum.

Imagination involuntarily improved interpersonal interactions, ignoring irreconcilable differences in identities; irrationality increased irritability until it was intertwined with indifference.

Negligence narcoleptic nuances needlessly non-fulfilled the necessities of nostalgic nations and their naivety, never again will I allow nonentities to narcissistically nurture my Narnia's noble narrative.

Evanescence

Your emancipating evanescence hit me on my way out the door, as our bodies separated, love don't live here anymore. We failed to communicate our needs until we could no longer see eye to eye; your water that once nourished me is poison now and has run dry. We tried so hard to make it, as we held on tightly to one another's hand. Naivety was our downfall, as we refused to accept that our love had become a no man's land. Desolately isolated, barren like the deserts although our hearts were as frozen as the Arctic cold. Our love was replaced with the wickedest hate, as you carved a hole in my heart and desecrated my psychological state. You satisfied your hunger for pain as you tore up my insides like acid rain. This deluded distance dances drearily drinking me in, as I try to push you further away to stop the pain that I am in. I crystallize with fear, as my diamond eyes help me to see clear. I realize that you wanted to be my rock while turning everyone else to stone. You wanted to keep me behind lock and key, will your regime ever be overthrown? You ruled like a tyrant, tainting towns with your twisted smile. Your villainous vehicle vehemently vexes me with its vile vapour, I am made of stars but you recycled me like paper. You rearranged me, made me believe my mind was in shambles while my heart was on my sleeve. I gracefully grieve for your loss, even though your misrepresentation prevented me from seeing through your pretty gloss. My heartbreak stained eyes cried through the lonely nights as I dazedly dreamed that you would undo your wrongs and make things right. Running resentfully through the streets that have no names, I have tired of your games and watched the house that I grew up in burst into flame. All that was once familiar seems brand new and artificial, as your love has scarred my skin and made me solely superficial. I held on to your every word, like a newborn child until I choked on the glitter that I swallowed and knew that I had been tricked and was just beguiled. Like a carousel, you turned me around in circles until I had lost my way; you blackened my teeth then rot my breath like gangrenous decay. Overwhelmed, as you throw me overboard. I falter, ready to drown but find the strength to find my life's support. Unburdened of you, I can now resplendently report that I no longer feel like my life has been cut short. You have been deported, ceased to exist like an obscure trend, while I will blossom in my own right as I pretend that you were never my best friend. I have scaled the ladder that led from you to here, and said goodbye to the wasted wanton, yet wistful years. Goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend, there will never be another who will be able to replace you, but always others that proceed you who will help me to transcend.

Rabbit Hole

I was crawling through the dark but you made me believe I was fumbling towards ecstasy. Your rabbit hole enchanted me and then it got the best of me. I should have chosen simplicity instead of living lavishly. You copied, pasted and cut out my heart, then let the vultures ravage me. You burned me at the stake, ending your witch hunt with my body in flames, refused to allow me a defence as the fire spit at you and called you names. Was I really so blinded by love that I still suffer in your absence? I was the incense that made you feel zen when all you could do was think in dollars in cents. You are the reason why I have built walls that touch the sky, they protect me from the hurt in this world, and all that could go awry. I cried for days and until it seemed like there would be no end in sight, you stripped me of my sunlight and forced me to embrace the night. I would rather be alone than feel lonely in your arms, instead of providing me with shelter, you filled my world with harm. Filleted like a fish, you hung me out to dry as you pushed a hook through my lips and made me bleed. I did handstands for you, back flips too yet you refused to notice or even take heed, as you ignored my feats and opted to stay motivated by your own greed. I am more than just an option, i deserve no less than the best. You were the object of my desire, you could have been my moon and my stars. I was just the toy you had acquired, you viewed me in the same regard as cheap wine and cigars. You smoked me until my lungs were weak and blackened by your nicotine, doused me in gasoline then winced at my arrival, just like the black queen. My dreams have erupted, as they lay in the volcanic ash of your negligence. I was often mistreated and made to feel like I was a personal expense. You crucified me like the Christ, and hung me from my wrists, as I came closer to accepting reality and realized that a love like this could not exist. I became my biggest foe, battling for hours internally, questioning whether to stay or go. You tainted my water, and pillaged my home; slaughtered my sheep and crushed my bones. I was your whipping boy as I accepted each blow with a smile, you have jaded my artistry and made a mockery of my art. I am hopeful and hostile as I hereby declare that you have devastated my heart, eternally damned and ruined for future lovers that are tempted to taste my tarts. I am the queen of hearts as I demand your decapitation, look forward to your annihilation as I determinedly dance towards my transformation. I will be the brightest star that lights up your sky at night, I will be the bluest, most bold butterfly that haunts your dreams and fills your world with fright. I will be the wildfire that jumps at you and burns you ignited by your own contrite, and I will be the knight that refuses to save you, and lets you drown to my heart's delight. Through the storm, I found the strength to live a life of solitude without you by my side. As the waves subside, I realize that I have managed to maintain my honour and my pride. Somehow you had the audacity to cheat, and by taking you back, I denied myself of life, our love was the double sided knife I needed to accept that you were not worth the wait. Your misrepresentation and false advertisement only led me to believe that I was naive, you desecrated me after tempting to eat your apple, just like you were the Eden to my Eve. My soul will repent and feel remorse until it is spent, but until then, I will watch from the top with wicked, villainous lust as you fall further to your disastrous, self-imposed descent.

Dope Show

Sleep eludes me as I sit and think of new ways to forget your name. The days blur into one, oblique and grey while our last memories catch fire and slowly take flame. I can recall the time when your name tasted sweet, melting on my tongue as I floated dazed throughout the streets. I silently assuage my hunger as I plunder the world in search of another lover with whom I can share the benefits of being love's elite. Discreetly, I tear out the pages of my memoir that alluded to the years I spent pretending that you made me feel complete. Our tenure expired as we came to terms and realized one another's services were no longer required. Undesired, our unkempt entreaty rarely felt Heaven sent. Unburdened of your ignorance, I can see land in the distance and know my salvation has come. Like spiced rum that I need to abstain from, I can no longer slake my thirst whilst playing make believe and falsely agreeing that you were the one that loved me first. The eye of the storm has passed and through the worst, my star bursts creating a cacophony of beauty that beams in your night sky. I sit and I patiently observe my fasts as I wait for my wings, once again, and prepare myself to fly. I take life's reins into my hands, denying you the control that you would demand and reroute my plans to find success and triumph in Cannes or some other land. The grapes of my wrath have disappeared, replaced by a calm, collectedness that soothes my soul like the summer breeze that whispers words of wisdom into my ears, obliterating the fears that barraged the world with hurricanes of tears. My final act called for humility, as I accepted that alas it is always better to have loved and lost. I undo the shackles that bound me to you, the ones that made me vulnerable, then vain like a power hungry boss. Momentarily derailed, my train stops to refuel as I gather my wits amidst the damage and destruction of a love that failed to make me commit. I reach out and touch faith, finding myself with each new step taken in a direction that leads me closer to my dreams. No longer afraid of failure or your demonic regime, I relinquish my ego and let my softer side take control. Silently serene as I am free from enduring the intricacies of your extremes, liberated from the imprisonment of my bones. You caged my heart in your ribs, enraging me at the scent of your cologne. I have been granted a second chance at life, pardoned of my sins and strife. Degraded, your show ends as a lonely masquerade, while my crusade continues, ensuring my reign, no longer afraid. We could have been so good together and enjoyed the beautiful weather, as we gazed into one another's eyes. Instead I realized I had to let go as our love was not quid pro quo; it had grown obscure as it refused to function anymore. As our battles continued, and arguments transitioned into resorted blows, I ran; never wanting to look back at the something from nothing jungle that now grows where we acted out our personal dope show. I am a star in my own right, you are damaged goods, baggage strewn across your floors as if from dynamite. I have escaped from your Alcatraz, as I poignantly create the most melodious jazz. Solo now, I hope you reap what you had sowed. I disavow your existence as I take my final bow. The curtains close on my victorious face, the love I had for you has since been long replaced by the greatest love of all; my own self love, which I have happily embraced. Defaced, I take your pictures out of their frames. Maimed, you were the least skill provoking Chess game that I ever played. I plunge deeper into loathing and pitying your smile, your style contrived as I was the one that made you so versatile. I have turned a new leaf, you are just a strand of grass. Please do not harass my reverie, let me dream and sleep in peace as you come to terms with and learn to accept the painful concept of being surpassed. Like the rose that grew from concrete, our parting was sorrowfully bittersweet, your disdainful deceit so indiscreet guaranteed that our song would never play again nor could it ever repeat. You have been the victim of my chaotic smile, anarchy has come, yet you feign ignorance and surprise upon witnessing that I am hostile. I gave you all of me, monogamously, you should have had faith in me until the end. Watch as we wither away, wilting like the money that you refuse to relieve from your clammy hands to spend. Short circuited love has electrocuted my soul for good, my name has been tarnished by your residue. My legacy will always be misunderstood, not because of the poison you instill in others' minds, but because of the venom that hides within the kiss that you imbue. Swallow me then spit me out, I devoutly shout from the mountain tops, wanting it to be known that you were the ether that dyed my soul black. You poured gasoline into my heart as I realized that you were the gift that I should have given back. As we depart, it becomes clearer with each pained breath that I take, my greatest mistake was falling for your heartbreak love right from the start.