Sunday, January 2, 2011

The End Is Near

Eight years ago I was blissful,
For I felt love for the first time,
Felt the wondrous power in me,
Felt the presence of my own angel.

As eight years slowly passed,
I was destroyed by its power,
My heart seething in this pain,
My soul mangled beyond revival.

What the learned say is true,
About the strength of love,
How it can give one meaning,
How it can wreck one’s life.

Eight years ago I felt its brilliance,
Bringing me unending happiness,
Happiness all because of your light,
Happiness which exists within fables.

Today I feel its savage powers,
My bruised heart beats so slowly,
Yet ‘Love’ continues this suffering,
The pain is beyond any imagination.

Today I appeal to you, my angel,
Save me! In the name of love!
Stop this pain! It’s far too harsh
Save me! Before I lose myself!

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