I shall take this next step in my life
and try to leave her behind
but my heart was too good to say no
but too bad to give in.
I tried to engage in conversation,
anything to fulfill her imagination,
nothing to make this all come into one solution of a cessation...
But it was a phone call away and my heart was beatless today...
But I now realize that she will only remain a vanished memory
I cry to know that she was once apart of my life
yet I was abruptly taken from a fairytale to reality
I burned my skin on my own mantel
hoping that perhaps she wouldn't beat me up
into this fragile kitten
with a rather meek joy to the world.
She's agreed to let me go until death do us part
and there was a hint in my voice that I was about to cry
I kept it in to show her that I had a face not spoiled ever so painfully by tears
but I turned my head and felt every shatter in my heart.
I cried and cried, not because I tasted her agony
but because I savoured mine.
My soul was fed to me by her in a tasteless platter and a displeasing stab..
My chest was bleeding; pouring and my breathing was limited.
"She will only exist in my everlasting dreams..."
That's right.
In my everlasting dreams...
I woke up seconds later
somewhere else
but this time,
not at home.
I was dead
because I was the cud
and she spit me out
I was dead
because I have turned into mud
and this gave her life a distasteful drought.
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Mellifluous Murmurs
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