Sunday, March 29, 2015

Wasted

Ever bound by my desires,
Ever yours by fate and power,
Ever hopeless loving you,
Ever helpless in stubborn harshness. 

My dear love,
Carry me away from this trench,
For I can fight no longer,
I cannot endure another strike,
Under your shallow heart I cannot hide.

You sing me empty poems,
Songs of fantasy and lust,
You come to me broken,
A self inflicting burden.

And though I've sustained you,
I've consented to your pleasure,
I've sewn your heart together,
I cannot, I will not, die with you. 

Come to me when you wish to live,
Call upon me when you're ready to love,
Look for me when passion is your motive
And compassion is fueling your courage. 

A.M

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