By Terryvalence on 11/07/2014
Okay, maybe this time i'll say something,
At a time when confession should be the best
If not my only option to get out of this.
See this is the thing,
My heart weeps blood
At the sight of your imperfections.
So let me put it bluntly:
My heart is caged behind steel bars
And guarded by mutated mongrels
With a thirst for traitors' blood.
My soul lies deep in the crevices
Of mother earth's womb
And my spirit lays quietly in her core.
My emotions play hide and seek in constellations
While my compassion streaks with meteors
Covering light years is moments weaving
Through intricate galaxies to find a host.
My life is led in fear, for once I forgot
That humans were the very beasts
Reducing nature's elements to extinction ,
So blindly, I offered my body's engine to another
And watched it being trampled by bulldozers,
Ravaged by ravenous predators with raging appetites
Scattered in battlefield to feed scavengers
While the perpetrator of my pain relished in ecstasy
In the arms of another.
Well let's leave those paths uncharted for now
And investigate my raging emotions
Turbulent feelings fighting to surface
In the midst of a bloodbath between
Savage hearts at war with nature.
Let's speak of what resides beneath my ribcage
Surrounded by muscle and sinew
Encased in refurbished platelets
And rejuvenating emotions
That seek only the desecration
Of a feeble heart.
Monotonous words may fail to gain your attention
By these words are wrought of pure devotion
Bordering at the precipice of obsession.
These words are from a ravaged heart
Secured behind a maximum security fortress
Purged of earthly contamination
Yet endangered by the very creatures I desire,
Imprisoned in the refuge of my own creation
I seek to escape yet cannot bare to hold the keys.
I seek freedom yet cannot battle the daemons
Rising from within, fighting to escape the sanctuary
Of their personal hell.
So this is my sacrifice to the earth,
My dedication to the grave,
My supplication to the demons
That surge forth in my heart.
This is an invitation to hell,
Come burn my heart to ashes,
Incinerate all traces of compassion
From within my demagogue heart
And let the essence of destruction resonate
Through the vast layers of my suffering.
Well let me not trail for an eternity,
Though such is my compassion
It holds the will to brave an eternity
In constant exasperation as anticipation
Claims my calamity and turns it to a lethal
Weapon against my very existence.
Let me extend my hand and lay down my ego
So you may concentrate my heart
And purge my soul of the vermin
That seeks to feed off my affection.
Let me hand you the keys to the padlock of my lions
Relate to you the code to the gates of my tongue
And grant you access into the fortress of my heart
So you may hold it close
And give me person to blame
Should it be shattered
To irreparable fragments.
Let me offer you my heart
And should you refuse it
I'll succumb to my pain
And wish for the worst,
Cursing the day you were born
For your existence brings hope
Yet your acceptance raises
Suspicions and insecurities
In a heart aligned from trust
And a body foreign to arithmetic
In romantic processions.
Let me give you these keys,
Without conditional attachments
And conditions to your unrestricted entrance.
Let me grant you the permission
To wreck havoc in my tranquil heart
And rip my heart to shreds should you remain unsatiated.
With my final breath before time fades,
Let me promise you the world
Though all I afford is an atlas.
Let me not promise you the stars
For I wish not to give you space
But to hold you close
And watch you break my heart
So you can be a new addition
To my list of my cherished enemies.
? By Terryvalence On 11/7/2014 4:38:43 AM