Sunday, January 11, 2009

LOVE'S LOST ACQUAINTANCE


MEMORY OF LOVE LEFT TO ROT.

YOU, THE ONE WHOM I TRUSTED,
BEATING MY SOUL FROM INSIDE.
TORN HEART FROM VEIN AND AORTA,
BLOOD SOAKED AND COVERED WITH FLIES.

GIVE US YOUR FAMINE-FILLED CHILDREN,
FATTEN THEM FULL WITH FALSE LOVE.
DELIVER LOST SOULS THAT ARE TAKEN,
GUIDANCE THAT NEVER WILL COME.
DEVASTATION, ALL THAT IS LEFT HERE,
BURY THE BONES AND THE HIDE.
TOMBSTONE EULOGY SPOKEN,
ENGRAVED WORDS WILL COVER YOUR LIES.

WHY MY LOVE MADE YOU ANGRY,
NEEDING TO DESTROY WHAT WAS GAINED.
BURY THE ONE THAT STILL HAUNTS YOU,
YOUR VICTORY IN FUTILITY'S GAME.
SHUT OUT THE ONE WHO HAS SPOKEN,
DANCE TO YOUR DEATH WITH DENIAL.
WHEREVER YOU GO YOU WILL HEAR ME,
AN ECHO OF WHAT WE ONCE HAD.


Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker. 2009.

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