- Created By FLCLAlchemist156
Love is a Gentle Suicide of the Soul
Love is a gentle suicide of the soul
Mending and breaking
Eating away over time
Losses piling up
All of it weighing heavily on you
Trying to find the right one
Only making it worse
Chains binding you tighter
With the teasing lust of another
Struggling to get free
You aren't able to piece your soul
Back together
Holding the shattered pieces in your hands
Thinking of giving up love
So you won't suffer anymore
Hoping all will be right
Is to be of Desperation
Is to be one of
Desperation
Over the longing
of something
of sentimental Value
To hold it tightly
till near crushing
blow
Longing even more so
for the
cradled warmth of
a held tight fear
Unleashed through mouth
Words now sought for
Wrought in the mind
of the despaired anger
Fought till the grasp
of a hand
cut deep, bone shown white
With the sharp love
dripping cold, pooled
under heel
pursed tightly the soft
essence of touch
between tongue and teeth
recedes back into the
folds of reality
Desimated is the conscious
of the dreams washed
Fades to black
photo perfection sharp focus
Lost realms in solitude untold
End
