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You who write in rhymes.
You have run out of time.
Lost in the maze of circles.
Oh here we go again,
Same-
Yet again.

Your fault.
You know?
The careless words you've spoken,
Caused this fragile trust to become broken.
Cannot be mended.
For it was intended-
To always end this life.
Life of denials, killing, and cursing.

You wanted no such life.
Couldn't take the idea of emotions running slowly.
You couldn't even fathom your own undoing.
Was right there all along.
Staring vacantly back at you-
That mirror.

She's there.
Look ho! Over there.
She won't turn around- not for you.
Never for you.

She hast no memory loss when it is around her.
You, she.
Hath switched in her eyes.
You are the one.

Who always says goodbye.
You are the one who runs away and hides.
Her vacant what were they? Brown? Eyes?
You are the villain, because you said what you felt.

This is all, your fault.
Your downfall.
She is the victim.
You are the villain.

The hater, the liar, the backstabber.
You know it's the truth.
She stares vacantly, no tears shall fall.
She was the mirror, the image.

Now you are within its glass walls.
As she looks into its depths, and sees only you-
The image of you, reflects her own image.

You are the villain,
She is the Heroine.

Normalcy

It's not love.
It's normalcy.
That's what has faded away.
Finally, right?

The breath that I've been breathing was timid-
I had one foot in and one foot out.
This world, that world.
Best of both.

Little by little I leaned further and further,
To that one.
Less inclined to stay in the other.
I started losing who I was, torn between
What I knew to be true-

And what was told to me was.

I kept drifting from that one to the other,
Not finding a balance between them.
Normalcy-

I never wanted it, yet it was a comfort.
It's gone.
I understand that.
No going back-
There never was.

Free, finally...
Free.

Are you happy?
Bittersweet, is this reality-
Never Alone and yet in that...
I will always be.
Distant, far, gone,
Secluded.

Unfinished

In this place
Always in this place.
It's as if time never passed-

I know that this feeling won't last for-

Foolish

I don't understand you,
No,not at all.
Why did you choose such a-
Sad bittersweet path?
Did you believe that after being shoved down,
It would be enough?

Enough to feel even slightly-
A feeling of bliss,
That's not enough for me!

Look what you did!
You started the change, you broke him.
Left him to rot!

All because of a Con-man's attentive gaze?!

You hurt him, so much...
So very much...

And realizing your actions were foolish,
Leaving you with nothing...
I have realized in turn-

You have hurt yourself.

You were better than that!
It would have been better if it was just an act!

Away, away
To a past lord's gaze.

You fell away, in your chance for freedom.
Ran into your lover's loveless gaze
And left your other half alone, torn.

You hurt him, and in turn hurt you,
Hurt me.

Kate...
How could you?

Revisited

Heart, this is me.
I speak here freely.
Thoughts and dreams
They flee.

Fleeting never? Always moving.
In my mind in my soul.
Choking my every breath.
I cannot lye down to rest.

There is nothing more frightening-
Not knowing, not telling.

Future is bright, that is what I keep thinking.
Yet, nothing is moving and each day
I am sinking.
Thinking to myself, it will change-
For I will change it.

But doubt plagues my every move,
Pinning me down in one swift hand.
"You cannot outrun what you know I have planned"
Fail.
Failure
Tis what I am.

That is what He says to me,
It is what I will not accept.
What I cannot accept.
But fear I will soon.

"For so I will be gone tomorrow "
A lie, I am already gone.

"For my will power is not strong"
Another lie, for I have lived this long.
On will alone, driving me to live.
And live for me.

Doubt, like the Hell I have always known-
Plagues me, but it does not let go.

Wail

Circles circles
Round and round
Kept in a routine for fear of the drowned
Slowly slow stand in fear.

Fear is a beautiful thing my dear.
Wild free loose and strong.
Broken jaded cradled and flawed.
Tis the nature of all.

Whispered secrets in silent hours.
No one knows the eye's desire.
Waiting waiting for none shall come.
Rise and fall.
Nothing at all.

Boggled

here is there,
and there is here
nowhere good and nowhere clear
Shalt you find another winter's kiss?
She wouldn't know.
She only listens,
There is nothing else but what is not.
Nothing else that can be fought.
Taught
Distraught
Lost
In stagnant roses.
She hated roses.
They always rot.

Time is nothing, and yet it flies.
But doth thee know the reasons why?
I hath no other thought in mind.
Only that this is but a stop-
No, not a stop.
A place?
No
No
No