Love has a journey
A real one for me
And it always finds the way
Even if one without another choose someone... else instead of me.
That was my sad story
When I was trying to be better
Then in the end, I ended up like something worse, even worst, a nightmare to me.
So let me share this beautiful scar, what takes a very special place in me...
This comes from my heart. And if say I mean it. I really mean it.
...
For the better (you say)
For the worse (you just sayin')
Through richness poorness (and you promise)
In health in sickness (you, swear- my... Darling)
To love to cherish (me, all the time Baby)
From this day (over and over again)
Forward (from an arrow)
Until (we've got hurt)
Death do (and now it's bleeding)
Us (without any word)
Apart... (so we stay silent infinitely poor in our heart, even thought you were my everything... my everything)
...
Enough is not enough they say
But we know it's only a fool's lie now or any day
To not remember those happy tears
and... that smile... and the big bliss.
Meanwhile the questions and all the battles
We were so happy and free ~ like the sky and a cloud right after the thick rain
Everything was in the air really, nothing could do anything about it
But then,
Love how could you?
You didn't lift up our feelings to hand it over to God.
You made me feel like an outcast, even a shady person,
Who betrayed everything...
There were no more space for me,
My heart has been crushed into million pieces...
So your lie turned into truth immediately, Darling.
Even in my darkest hour something in me said
"Be this way..." "but we had it-" "above everything"
And I remember how badly I wanted to reach out,
For your smile
To make you happy
Once more,
For the better for the worse...
For a greater thing what I thought it called love by us ultimately.
It wasn't... for the better
or for the worse
Now I know it,
I feel it,
But that time all the promises what we told to each other wanted to come out without a question
It's now
or never
My heart has screamed it
With a cry it told me
Gently as a wind
That you are... you are a liar
And you will never be a meant to be for me.
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My Tower
PoesíaHaving a tower moment in life can be painful. So hurtful, too. But also beautiful. Yes, it can be. I say and that's why I decided to write this story. I put hope in it through sorrow and sad images. See? I don't fear from "darkness" anymore. This is...
