Breakaway

Falling apart, ripping at the seams, as I accept the mess that's left behind from another broken dream. The tears fail to come for these eyes refuse to weep for someone who's decided that I am not worth the effort to keep. I made an effort to change, only saw you in my mind and heart, but our fears materialized, so it was over before it could even start. The sadness I possess in watching our fairy tale fail, makes me wonder, and question whether love will ever prevail. True to myself, I refuse to sacrifice more than I have inside, when it seems so easy for you to accept that our future has already died. With no hope in your eyes, you easily say goodbye, real love seldom appears, and is hard to come by. I will be here when, and if, you ever need a friend, but until then I hang my head low in defeat, and accept that this is the end. You win, another triumph under your belt, the queen of spade arrives, as I count my blessings, cut my losses, and smile as the cards have been dealt. Devastated with dismay, I assumed you were my shining knight, until you extinguished the flame that was still burning so bright. I left all that I knew, took a risk, to give love a chance, how naive of me to partake in this foolish lover's dance. In the end, and in time, hopefully you will come to see our love sublime. Just another casualty of Cupid and Eros, we could have conquered the world, and risen to the rank of heroes. Alexander the Great, and Joan of Arc, mere mortals compared to you and I, but instead you have chosen to pull the cord, bringing down our skies. Darkness fills the voids, and the holes that hide behind the cracks, as my white blood cells give up, and prepare for attack. The oxytocin still flows freely, created freshly whenever I dare to appreciate you, once so colourful and vibrant, our love has been replaced by the least appealing hues. The chimney is full of smoke, as we struggle to breathe from the smoke filling our lungs, towards the end, we became as difficult to comprehend as if we were solely communicating in tongues. I have my dignity, and I know what I deserve, while your emotions fluctuate, from what I have observed of your verve. My liver fails first, from the drinks you claim we enjoyed more than the rest, then my brain from racking it, and all of your jealous tests. We could have been the best but instead we dispossessed. My vulnerability undressed, as you silently screamed about this house arrest. Over, adieu, I cannot tolerate much more, of being made to feel as common as this Friday's whore. I choose to channel my energy into something more positive for me, accept the first amendment, and pursue my right to be happy. I could have given you the world, and been your oyster with never ending pearls. Yet silence killed the cat, not curiosity this time, I am the newest amputee, love's casualty as the result of this war crime. Heinous, and malice were no strangers to our love, joined by their cousin jealousy, it was inevitable that push would turn to shove. You may think I am alone, but being alone is the only way to be, as I pack my bags and leave, in the name of being free. Everything is illuminated, the all seeing eye predicted our fall, as you poked, and prodded at me, whilst thinking you were as escalated as Nepal. I cannot sit idly by, and watch a good thing fall apart, but I see that I have succumbed to another magician of the black arts. Curse me, then release me, twist my arms like I am a doll, then take a bow, and say goodbye, final curtain call. Manipulate me once, shame on me, do it again, and I have no choice but to leave. Accept your faults, as I have become privy to do, or watch your world fall asunder, the picture slightly askew. Straighten out the frame, before you attempt to do this again, there is nobody left to blame, I wish we had not hesitated to stray from being humane. There are no hard feelings, I will support you around the bends, but I love you, I do, so I have no choice but to agree that this is the end.

Black Swan

I covered my eyes, and hid behind a veil of lies, always assumed you'd remain as consistent as the sunrise. I trusted you with my life, without considering you would ever wield the knife that cut into my back, and carved out my heart. Our legacy over before it could start. The stars above sparkle no more, their shine, and their lustre have been defiled like a whore. Crumbled, destroyed, like fallen empires. You promised me immortality, yet abandoned me, leaving me as the loneliest vampire. Lestat, and the Cullens are no match for this pain, that stings my eyes as they fill with tears like acid rain. Devastated, I turn away from you, no longer a victim of your love, I thought you could take away the blues, but instead more blues colour me from above. Denounced, and left in the streets to die after being stoned, you could have been my king, but instead you chose to be dethroned. You were my parachute that failed to deploy, sending me falling, stumbling towards land in an ignoble way. Filled with decay, I sit transfixed, trying to collect the pieces that remained after our conflict. Gasping for air, I choke on my breath, hoping, and praying for an expedited death. Filled with an impending sense of dread, and doom; I have never felt more isolated in a crowded room. The faces, although, familiar begin to feel like strangers, as I search for a friend who can save me from danger. Rescue me from myself, and from the damage that I have done, I need to stop telling my story before it has begun. Out of breath, and hope, my future runs dry, as I wave down the vultures that circle the sky. They fly down to Earth, and I let them ravage my flesh, in the hopes that they will somehow make me feel refreshed. Your carnal desires took hold of your soul, and devoured my heart, as you lost control. Incomplete, and unfinished I fight to find the cure, a solution, or answer that will reassure. I choose to fight to stay on the path that will lead to salvation, regardless of whether it could break, and instead lead to my eternal damnation. Heaven or Hell, it is all the same to me now, as I have reaped the fruits that my labour never sowed. Another chance for you, even though my fears ebb and flow, hopefully in time, the love will once again flow. I hang my head, defeated, as I lay me down to sleep, and pray for forgiveness, as I silently weep. Sullen, and sunken, yet never broken, or done; the love within prevents me from acting impulsively, and reaching for my gun. I will not let this break me, but I will march on, hoping that my forgiveness will not result in your black swan. I refuse to let you be the one that got away, so I will save my sorrows, and worries for another day. The choice is mine to protect my heart with my head, refusing to leave anything left unsaid. I am accident prone, yet bulletproof, I will always make it through the rain, I just hope one day, we will be able to resume our love story that had the potential to be as sweet as the finest champagne. Forgiveness is second nature to me now, as I have matured tenfold, waiting for the day in which yours is the only hand that I want to hold. Our story continues, and unfolds to reveal a light at the end of our proverbial tunnel, my love flows into you without return, like a never-ending funnel. The tears have dried, and left me stronger than I have ever been before, the first act has completed, this was our very own cold war. The pages keep turning, as the days of our lives progress, please forgive me if I am weary after we digressed. Our story is not over, this is just a temporary roadblock, you are the only one who holds the key to my heart that is now locked. I just hope this is not a mistake that will drive the final stake into my chest, for if it is, then you will become the primary object of all the things that I detest.

Promise.

Woken from a nightmare that seemed to never end, I have reached my Waterloo, and also found my very best friend. Mesmerized, I dance entranced, like the whirling dervishes of Istanbul, you have intoxicated me like elixir, as I now see the cup as half full. Follow me, and take my hand, we will have our Eden as your body is my Wonderland. Your kisses make my lips quiver, and your touch makes my whole body shiver. You have scared away my stutter, I am no longer afraid to soar. I spread my wings, and take off, you have shown me what my heart is for. Every time that you are with me, I feel so positive. As the love flows reciprocally, for once, I am receiving all that I give. Our bodies rise, and fall as one, as the passion takes control. You are the missing piece that has made my puzzle whole. From your eyes, I feel the warmth of a thousand suns as they rise. You have saved me from myself, as you are my reward for all of the unsuccessful tries. Each day spent with you is like a glimpse of paradise, a mere whispered word from you is all that it takes for me to be enticed. Your name is now emblazoned across my heart and soul, for you are the reason why I no longer feel like I am being sucked into a black hole. Flowing into me, your waterfall cascades and drowns me alive, you have renewed my life's purpose, and once again I thrive. Like a field of roses, your fragrance soothes my seas, your caresses warm my heart and soul, like the most indulgent summer breeze. I cannot wait for the day when you will be mine until the end of time, I am the happiest that I have ever been, no longer a victim of love's endless war crimes. You have released me from the prison that I had locked myself in, my self-imposed exile has fallen like the walls that once lined Berlin. Dedicated to your smile, I have found new purpose, and feel brand new; a dream is a wish a heart makes, and I am so grateful that you have finally come true. We will make it through the rain, and find ourselves together, I will be your umbrella, and protect you in times of inclement weather. I do not have much to offer aside from the promise that I will help you find your way when you are lost, like the north star in your sky, I will save you like the red cross. I promise to listen to your stories, cushion your falls, and offer my shoulder when you are down. One day in the not too distant future, we will rule the world, but until then I am content with just running this town.

Agape.

Dreaming whilst conscious is something I thought to be impossible until you entered my life. Prior to this, I thought that this feeling was only true in fairy tales; enchanted, I take your hand and dance dazedly in a room full of strangers unconcerned with whether anyone is watching. They might stare, and criticize, but they fail to see the amber fire that flickers fiercely behind my eyes. Your velvet kisses that make me weak, and your touch that makes me blush, have added more purpose to my smile, as I'm helplessly inside your clutch. The hunter has become the hunted now that you are here with me, it was only possible once I stopped myself from searching for a cause to be happy. I found the cure inside myself, as real happiness comes from within; much to my chagrin, I refuse to stop myself from falling. The days I spend with you are reminiscent of paradise, the warmth that you emanate is now all I need to feel enticed. Nights with you are blissful, as I feel your heart beat against my chest, your scent is the antidote whenever I feel depressed. I yearn for nothing more than to hold you in my arms until the day I die, to feel the sweet solitude that overpowers me whenever I gaze into your starry eyes. The stars above are green with envy for the ways in which you shine, our paths align weaving vulnerability as I remove the walls that prevent you from being mine. My Berlin come crashing down, leaving me in its wake, as I trip, stumble, and fall headfirst into consciousness, and I am finally awake. The sweetest thing that I have ever felt has come in the form of your kiss, the touch of your lips, and the fragrance of your breath are now all I need in order to exist. Wrapped in your love, your skin soothes me like manna from above. I gaze dazedly into your eyes and feel the heat of a thousand suns rise. Hypnotized, I catch my breath, as our bodies rise and fall as one, you are the reason, and the cure to the pain that had tricked me into believing that it had won. Stunned, I close my eyes, and open my heart to the beauty of our song, in my dreams I have prepared myself for this for what feels like far too long. I crossed the seven seas only to encounter you, even dared to search far, and wide, when I should have realized instead that our paths would one day collide. Shaken awake violently from a nightmare that I thought would never end, my saviour has come thank you for rescuing me from myself, and making an effort to be my friend. I have emerged victorious from my self-imposed exile in a cage for my cocoon, with majesty, I spread my wings remarkably, and fly towards the moon. It illuminates me from the inside out, I glow with the intensity of a euphoric firefly, as I prostrate in gratitude from the bliss that has assisted me shed my previous skin, defiled by dreary doubts. Drowning in a wave of passion, my body shivers with positivity and joy, you are my addiction, and I will be your toy. Whip me, and restrain me, my agape has been deployed. It can only go up and get better from here, as you have pushed away the pain and alleviated all of my fears; wiped my tears of sadness and replaced them with celebratory cheers. Forever thine, forever mine, forever ours it will remain; elated that my heart, mind, body, and soul are in agreement once again.