It’s beyond me, this upheaval,
Your request to me is, most medieval,
The very core of faith, you question,
At the very thought of me, or mention.
Stunning it has become, this spectacle,
How often we go back and forth is despicable,
I’m beginning to feel like your toy,
I ask myself, in love, when was it lost, the joy.
We have bent over, and now stand broken,
It seems like a fairy tale, all that we had ever spoken,
Lovely as words, but just a fantasy,
Our conversations left me drunk with ecstasy.
Forgive and forget is a concept well forgotten,
Promises now weigh in lighter than cotton,
Betrayal and deceit are rampant everywhere,
Show me what is left of the life we shared.
Wise is he who stands by his conviction,
An aberration gets passed of as fiction,
As the sun sets on us, all that one can say,
Is that the town of vindication wont come my way.
My heart and bones lie broken in the corner,
I look on in silence, their solitary mourner,
This is what I call a modern-day tragedy,
How young lives get wasted, such travesty.
Are these your justifications or are they excuses,
I don’t believe even you after these bruises,
My glass swings between being half full and otherwise,
There’s no respite from my soul’s constant cries.
You sail in the same boat, you say,
Liar, your boat, in the opposite direction sails away,
Leaving the pieces for me to pick up alone,
But my courage, now no longer is my own.
Puppets I feel we’ve both become,
All strings attached and always glum,
Dancing to the tunes of fate,
Our stage stands black with hate.
Dear lord, today I pray,
May no one see a life so gray,
The canvas that was the whitest of whites,
Now stands stained with betrayal’s graphite.
A lot about love and loss is written,
I doubt if I can chew what I’ve bitten,
I hope from you, not far I stray,
May you find your heart, today I pray.