Demonic Suffering, Angelic Healing

I look back at that fine day,
7 years ago I first saw you,
I, at the door, you at the gateway,
I felt something strong and true.

You looked at me and smiled,
My soul sang and danced,
My heart recalled having been exiled,
I smiled back with eyes romanced.

Today, I look at thee,
Thou art still an angel,
But 7 years destroyed me,
The torture was just too cruel.

I have survived the murderous 7,
To face you again on this day,
For you I was simply smitten,
I need you, I’ll never walk away.

I walked upon the edge of the knife,
I had lain lifeless in a desolate corner,
Countless times I wished to end this life,
Many whispered, “He’s a goner”

We solely embraced in my dreams,
Dreams so lovely I never wished to wake,
The place I was free from nature’s blasphemies,
I would rouse and be consumed by heartbreak.

Today I shall tell you of the deaths I died,
How every night I whispered your name,
Pain so deep, my soul had painfully cried,
And my heart, aching in love’s flame.

You told me 2 years ago,
The seldom moments we spoke,
“It won’t happen, let it go”,
In a million pieces my heart broke.

I wish you could have seen me,
How I would cry the night away,
How to the gods I would plea,
How I grew worse day after day,

I would welcome the morning,
Always with a tear,
Cometh another day of mourning,
And a silent wish for you to be here.

I come to you today,
My heart a marred mess,
Which would die with “Nay”,
Which would live with “Yes”.

I told you of my ordeal,
You looked back at me,
I would oft feel my heart shrivel,
For it needed the warmth of thee.

You moved your lips,
You freed my heart,
From devilish grips,
Which tore it apart.

You said to me,
“I felt in the past,
It wasn’t meant to be,
But I now know this will last”