You know you know...

The single tear is always the most
painful. All the metaphors fade to
black from this angle. Can you not
see it for yourself? The light – the life –
of all horrors crashing as the world
tumbles. This time apt and kempt.
Last time immortal. Next time forgotten.

You came as quickly as suicide, but left much
like murder. You opened a book and read aloud
the hauntings of foreboding. Still, my ears
stayed open to hear the lasting syllables.
They could never conclude, no matter what.
Sickly sweet feelings resonated, but there was
subliminal loathing attached like thorns to a
rose. We stood at the beginning to nothing
as you finally spoke true words with no
real meaning. It confused me as much as it
brought pleasure to your soul. Never again.

Tress may sway in the wind. Stars may
be glitter in the sky. The sun may set in
the death of night, but you- you will never
kiss this lullaby.

very very nice. beautifully written, i love it

Thanks.