Tuesday, February 21, 2012

untitled (21 Feb.)

It was a long time past
Nearly thirty years now
When I had a choice to make
Love or Art
I chose Art
I knew not at the time
How I would be beholden
Hoping to still find
Love
But the Universe does not care
And when I still opened myself for
Love
I was punished harshly
Caged away from that True
Love
Even when I escaped my prison
I hoped I would still find
Love
But it was not to be
And each time I opened my
Heart
The pain of failure hurt the same
As it had when I was young
I always wanted True
Love
Tried to be open to it
And when I lost again
I worked on my self
Thinking it was my flaws
It was only many years
Till I realized it was
My difference
That I do not conform to
Type
Cannot be placed in a pattern
Do not play the Game
I have few intense weaknesses
But the one that always gets me is
Hope
The Goddess cured me of
Despair
And now I must find a
Way to release my soul from
Hope
But why, why, why
You may ask
Because lies, lies, lies
Is all I find
My depths are too
Deep
For those who cannot fathom
I must accept my lonely
Path
And stop my foolish heart from
Hope
As it only slows my down
It would be so much easier
Without this stupid meat
But I am imprisoned till
Death
Deigns to release me
The only lover who will
Take me, embrace me
So that I may rest from
Hope

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