Mellifluous Murmurs

Let's Connect The Dots

{{ Inspired by the movie Revolutionary Road }}

Do you think that's how life is?

It's like a face of death, but it comes out in a delicate way to say, "it's what happens when you become his."

Let's get married, have a kid or two,

let's act like this was what it was supposed to be; what we've always wanted to do.

But that wasn't anything near to being the truth, 

I've always been so selfish, I wanted to remain my youth.

I'm sorry, my love seemed to be a lie, 

I never wanted to hurt you, trust me.. I'd rather die! 

Or maybe even go a thousand miles up high as I spread my wings and... fly...

I didn't need to express sympathy in a long wedded vow, 

but in a flash of light, I'd agree to fulfill my commands and bow.

When I sheltered myself on my own, 

I realized that it seemed to be I was stuck in some sort of an abnormal cone..

Whether I were to lose you, or lose me...

it's nothing I'd ever want to hear, or even see!

But being in solitary is like being at home, 

although it's like a lovely as well as an isolated dome..

My fingers can tap across a knife stabbing each soul of flesh

 as I ironically save myself for dear life.

That's the last thing I saw, 

my very first sketch, the ones that I would draw

because it was like everything was nonexistent but my paw.

I have finally gone to rest, 

but what I love is what I detest.

It's like the sharp stone that's so fearfully difficult to swallow, 

but I do because it's my belief that I destinely follow.

I look across the distance as my thoughts run around so fast,

my lips form a smile in my life as my first but also my last.