A fools game to think
These emotions would vanish
As quickly as the moon did.
Too little time
Too much on the line.
The last one will never be for fate has made it known
With his gavel the words were told.
But the first one had fallen through
When lost words were never said.
One day the second could be freed
But the question will never be answered.
In the end, it was she
who was needed instead.
Though our stories are not combined
We will forever be by each other’s side
Even if it’s in our minds
For our Love is already entangled like a vine.
Who you are is what I deserve
As I am who you wish for.
Nor the ocean nor the moon
Can separate what fate has renewed.
You and I were made to be together
For the circumstances and events
Have aligned for us to be a part of each other’s lives
As it was written before our time.
Gravity pulls us down
From those dark clouds.
Let us dwell Into the unknown
And never once resist
In fear of letting the other go
Because we both genuinely know
This is something just as close
As a prophecy being told.
Let love rule over you and I
With every moment we spend alive.
With the quill in our hands
We shall write of the lessons
Because life has only just begun.
“Why so defensive?” He whispered, his damaged heart could be seen through his eyes. A genuine question.
-a moment of silence between the two-
“Everything comes with a price” she sternly states, the fire of her scars burned every syllable in her words.
Without another word spoken, he knew what to do. As he walked towards this woman he’s never seen been, a flicker of invitation in her body language encouraged his strides. In his heart he knew this was but another shade of the beautiful goddess he loves.
The coldness of her demeanor discolored with what one could say, love.
“We are entangled in each other’s soul, I cannot keep the doors closed to my Valhalla” , she whispered in a hushed voice.
This beautiful man who only knew empathy, love and comfort ; he took her in his arms and gave her what she desperately needed, assurance and love.
The night grew and so did her heart as she began to let this beautiful soul into her heart, only closer to a heaven they could share.
****words cannot explain, therefore, a story must be written to explain ones emotions.. ***
Para ti, mi querido.
My past is my problem
Comparing those who damaged me the most
To all others who have tried to give me hope
It is I who is the culprit
To my own darkness.
By my hands, I suffer in agony
To always assume I will never be enough.
The seams of my being
Prove to be a challenge
It is I who is the executor
To my own dreams.
By my hands, I damn myself
To always assume I will be nothing but someone you knew.
There are things I wish I can say
To prove I am not always this way.
I must find peace
Or I will never be who I was meant to be..
Don’t be fooled by the kindness I shower you with
Don’t for once think I cannot be just as cold or heartless as the person who hurt you was.
Go back to your fantasy
Where you believe we are all united by clarity and understanding
Believe that I played your game to see if you’ll betray me
I created a story for you to tell
Again, don’t be fooled by my shoulder that you cry on
Once betrayed, a whole other side of me you will discover.
Can you see her?
The Phoenix of Redemtion and Revenge
I shall be, once you unlock the bolted door
With the key.