A Divine Comedy To Breakup
Through Hell you were my guide,
Through Purgatory you were my healer,
Through The Heavens you held me,
From the highest you brought me down,
my broken wings and fear withhold me,
The wind carries me like a butterfly through a storm,
Carrying me to unthinkable places,
I fill my heart with dirt,
while you used to fill it with gold,
i walk the lonely path,
for even my shadow left me in darkness,
i live on the streets of broken dreams and wishes,
I knock at the door of my dark friend,
he gives me relief...
Bloody and dizzy I stay at the door,
the cuts grow and the pain leaves,
He opens a window and gives me a necklace of rope.....
Should i accept it?
Copyright © Gerardo Vasquez | Year Posted 2017
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