Dark Lens

I cast my vision with a dark lens uncapped and honed and set upon lovers I was seeing. I held the tears in brimming ducts restrained and damned, by echelons of almost equal being. I broke my heart upon gravestone, cracked and split and gaping wide as conflict poured unceasing. It bled all over happiness in clouds of red and crimson tide with agonised releasing. I forged my choice within a black spell, a medium conjured, forced to bear in wretched apprehension. And though you may not understand my love for you was real, I swear, beyond all comprehension...