It seems so hard to explain myself; yet others like a book from a shelf
I see others as of glass and wine, yet I struggle to make sense of mine
The pain of my body, mind and soul; to each of these I have lost my goal
Swept away in Erebus night; forever shall I lose this fight
Muscles and bones screaming to stay, the loss of my life should I do it this way
Push and pull to the end of time, whether that’s Thiers, yours or mine
I have no choice but to follow his will; for my fate has been & is his still
I cannot take upon my heart, the punishment of an ill wanted art
The body of a woman ever so sweet, gone from this world the strong from the meek
I shall never see the day to have won; for my love shall see this world undone
I speak of doom, revelations & war; this is what my love is for
I give my life to those who need; not for those of wealth and greed
To make amends in the final hour; when the sweets of the world have all gone sour
I give my love and my dying breath, to do Gods will before my death
For now I love and live for truth; to see my mind’s eye and youth
To give to those whom I love and share; who know I am always there.
Bound by my will, my love and my pain, only a woman can break this chain.
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