Undeniable

I hear the siren of death whistling through your hollow heart. I see the lies fall so fluidly out of your mouth. Almost as if it’s natural; a black gravity of some sort. I smell the genuine scent of decay, so unpleasant, so definite. You can’t deny. I touch a dry residue; ashes of your guilt ignited memory. I taste the sweet flavor of revenge, as you perish away into nothing but eternity. I feel sympathy for your poor soul, like a child going off to school with nothing more than their name. Why is it that as much as I try to hate all I feel is love? It’s like my emotions are trapped in absolute values. I’m dying to hate you, yet would so easily die for you. My contradictions take over; pulling as if I can be separated. I cringe at your voice. I smile at your calamity, even though your suffering isn’t my credit to claim.