08/02/2009

how long can I go on like this? the past year has been pure hell
lies were told and believed, honest love denied, and then to top the whole thing off my last hero died
behind the wall of lies they built, your heart you did hide and when I begged you for a friend more mercy from an enemy I could’ve derived
then go you said do not return no longer are you welcome here, so beaten and broken I took my leave and did not try to return.
and one day, greatly to my surprise, a note from you in my inbox,
the first time in a year it seems that inside a spark of life still lives.
messages sent back and forth, much distrust between us there is, what is truth remains unseen if one refuses to look.
for us both things aren’t good, unravelhing since the last day that united we stood.
a phone call here, another there, tentative friendship offered, we meet up, then you ask me to come by, when together it feels like we finally both can breathe, the slightest kiss our bodies quake, our longing so thick it can almost be touched, but we both deny.
now you say you feel guilt, but had all the wrong been mine, what is there to cause your guilt?
the love once shared by us, with another will never be found, yet you still refuse to admit that my memory wouldn’t haunt you if we’d been ment to say goodbye.
now you take back the offer that we be friends because of this guilt you feel, when instead it should make you think, the one telling the truth is I. far easier to on me lay blame than to your family explain how you’d been blinded by lies and of your true emotions were you afraid, and so you let me take the blame.
my heart is yours, my love as well, no dreams of mine without you, my life is bleak, and all the good has left us both, vanished is our joy.
from grace we fell, we continue to fall, deeper and farther still, straight into hell our course will lead.
we must forgive, if again we’re to live, save our souls from such a fate, there is nothing I wouldn’t give