The Execution of Romeo

The Execution of Romeo by Steven Cooke They came in the depths of sleep Dream eaters to plague my darkness Troll whisperers taunting my love Their poison running through my veins My soul in chains and on trial I plead to the jury for love I plead again only silence The voice of love, lost in a sinners scream In the balcony weeping angels, rain teardrops of salt onto my bleeding arms In this dark nether world I see the cold light of a distant star The last refuge of my dying soul My only comfort in this realm of Fear Phantoms sit at my table to deliberate While dining on lonely hearts, And drinking promises made in the heat of passion Sweet as unicorn blood, the last deceit Hecklers at the windows Mocking silent poems never sent A life never to be. The verdict guilty as always My beating heart the last bastion of my love I kneel in sacrifice to the Gorgon Love is lost, and so am I Behind the eyes of the beast I see grief not of this earth, Pain beyond any dying planet And yes love, in my executioner For even the blackest heart Needs love, for this is the secret of all existence. And as I die a distant star waits For the next lover to find this truth. You see love cannot be chained, Nor can it be selective It resides in the pillars of good and evil And it will be with you Even in your darkest hour. My epitaph, Romeo.