When i was told i was insane i rejoiced i finally knew what my problem was FIGURE OUT YOURS
I'm Hated by most Loved by few and Envied by none
Heartbreaks: As I lay awake bathed in the silvery moonlight, I can't help but look to the starts and wonder where i went wrong. But I am abruptly taken from my thoughts by the splash of the cool ocean water on my feet. The cool ocean breeze off the water drifts over and I am softly reminded of your warm touch, your soft lips against my and the smell of you and your sweet cologne. Oh how I wish I would of told you how I truly felt and now I wonder if I will ever love again. But as the gentle sweet moonlight streams through the storm clouds and onto my tear ridden face, all i do is think of what I've lost. I will never forget the touh and bound we once had together. But as I drift into death's icy hand a simple poem drifts into my distant mind. "My breath will stop but the love I have for you will not A tear may fall but it won't make a sound. And even though the tired body is there, my quiet soul is here" As the soft poem repeats in my head, misty tears spring to my silver eyes and I toss the blade in my hand. Oh how enticing it is. But a final tear and a final breath brings it down and I bury it in the sand remembering life does go on, even if you aren't here. I stand up, my black dress flapping gently at my ankles. I walk away aand after dropping a single rose at the grave of our love. I disappear into the night.
Love?: What is love?, I've asked myself that for 8 long years since the days you've been gone. The scars you gave me have long healed. But I still cry over you, But is that love? I still wonder why I clung to you, how i survived your drunk rages? And since you left, what I thought was love broke my heart, I slit my wrists and even threatened suicide, but then he found me. But I did find someone. He doesn't abuse me like you did. He respects me. And now I know what love is, because he gives it to me. No, he isn't an abuser, he's not a fighter, Hes a lover and I love him. But then that one night, I turned on the TV and saw you were finally going away for your crimes and it made me feel safe. You couldn't hurt me anymore. But yet that night I cried over you and I didn't understand why. But he didn't say a word. No he just cuddled me and whispered that it was going to me okay. Love? Is him.
Gold: Your blue eyes glitter softly in the silvery moonlight. I never wanted things to end as badly as they are. As we do say our final goodbyes, I can't help but feel the warm tears stinging at the corner of my green eyes. But what I didn't know is I am gold to him. She will always be silver. Long after you left all those years ago, I sat on the bench remembering the fun times we had spending our lives together. I've married now but even that ring doesn't keep me happy often. But then the face I've been without for so many years reappears and its like a right of passage as we rush into each others arms. And as we hold each other in the warm embrace, we finally get the kiss I've been waiting for. Years go by since you've returned home. I long divorced and your wife has died. My dreams did come through that night while we sat in each others arms, crying our eyes out. You've always been there to comfort me. But that one knee proposal on that gold handled bench I finally realized. I am the gold medal.
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Is Love Truly Love When All I Do Is Get Hurt?
He will take me in my sleep,
a demon I will become,
and forever be,
The wings of black
and dress of blood
are what cover me now