Because Life is Bittersweet

Juliet Lies

Juiet lies.

Awake again this night in a midst of breaks that tie.

She calls to her Romeo so only he hears

speaking through her hands, and his hands too old.

His words her world, his words to be bold.

She heads to a church there only in dreams,

to hem up the edge of a tattering seam.

Juliet fears.

All far too much and none, not enough.

Barriers broken, still holding strong

Tis better to have loved, then admit she is wrong.

Romeo is the hero too scarred to fight

his battle wounds won't heal.

One ying and one yang, fitting together

Only to break the seal.

Juliet cries.

So silent the feelings do not exist.

So powerfully she looses herself to the sound.

She pleads with her Romeo

who is solidly bound,

sworn to keep the promise of always letting her down.

Neither is happy neither is sad.

Both are alone.

Juliet rests.

Finally too tired to ponder to the night.

Too worn down to continue the fight.

A sleeping darkness brings the light.

Romeo is lost.

Juliet is stupid but found.

Romeo is angry.

Juliet is bruised.

They choose the poison to escape fate's void.

The epic love that time destroyed.

Here comes the pain as Romeo's hands fade far away.

No firework eyes to waken her day.

So painful it is now, but finally-

Juliet rests.