The pernicious nature of you psyche,
a keen weapon, you so often used on me
How will I ever get past all that I feel ?
How to make my heart into cold, gray steel ?
Loving you offered not – but a dead, end road.
Loving you has become a heartbreaking, heavy load.
No adventures to take - a journey out of one’s self,
travelling into the heart and soul of another’s Elf,
self – this you have made so clear and I always knew,
yet I fell so hard, I fell so longingly, in love with you.
You took my spirit, my breath away !
I did, willingly, walk upon danger’s highway,
now, nothing more then a forgotten byway
am I, a flake, floating in space - I do believe,
behind, you now and forever leave
me in this bleak and cathartic state,
leaving me to accept my fate.
B. J. “A” 2
Janurary 18th 2009