Sorrow,
denial, obsession, hatred,
trailing
love's rejection so putrid.
The
dark tear rolling down a face of stone,
your
soul, once love and respect, now torn and alone.
Watching
the tear fall, piercing through wind's rhyme,
and
slicing multiple ripples into time.
Rupturing
the water's calm and falling,
fading
into it's crushing, dark oblivion.
The
mind now silenced, dead as the grave,
no
flames are burning, there's nothing to save.
All
that is left are ashes, white as bone,
all
dead and cold, so dark and lone.
The
fog's intruding, nightmares ride the breeze,
now
empty inside, no love to seize.
Darkness
conquering over spirit and rapture,
all
joy and happiness torchered and captured.
The
love of your life pushed away,
only
targeting your soul to slay.
When
love gives rejection, pushes or shoves,
then
comes the pain from the black blade of love.