Delightful Deceit
Like a withering flower in the fall
The emptiness and sorrow surfaces
Through the winter I shall suffer the ice
Waging war against myself
The memory and essence of her will entice
Death is but in the past
I have long fallen to the shade in black
After the struggles and trials of life
A heart and soul is what I lack
A kiss and a hug is a memory of a fading youth
A simple notch in a bedpost is all I am
Carved by her smile and her grace
The devil has appeared in my life
Represented by her deceiving face
Tossed to the curb like a piece of trash
Even my name ceases to exist
A few lines in a local newspaper
The beating of my heart makes the list
So take these words from me
Because they are all I have left
Ever piece of me has been stolen
She has committed the ultimate theft
Copyright © Matthan Atherton | Year Posted 2010
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