Cathartic

Cathartic 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