Love is like a cannon, hiting fast and hard. Out of no-were it strikes, leaving your heart to bleed. Nothing can save you from this monster of a wepon. Nothing is stronger and nothing more dangerous. It can rescue you out of your deepest pain or cause you to die inside. It can make you fall deep into it's influence thinking that you will never get back up or leave a hole in your heart that can never be filled by another. Love can cause so much pain that you would wish you were dead yet leave you hopeing for this feeling never to leave. All you can see is red, you don't know if its pation, anger, or your own blood that is covering your eyes so that you can not see the battle in front of you.
Crushed, as a fortress under cannon fire. A sharp pain in your chest like the peircing of a traitorous knife. Tears fall from your eyes like a hard rain after the bloody war, as the fortress in your heart crumbles and falls to the pit of hate below. No one can fix what has been broken and life before the war is gone forever but the pain still lingers with no sign of ever straying from your now,cold and shattered heart to suffer in the darkness of the loanly and unforgiving battle feild. The war has left a hole the size of the gathered hate and dread in your mind, never to be repaired; Never to be Reconciled
 A deadly dream · Fri Jun 16, 2006 @ 11:09pm · 0 Comments |
