My Final Love
My final love
The final drips of the love in my blood,
Have gone into never; never to be seen again.
I have waited a life-time for someone to love,
But I have nothing left to give to a search forever in-vain.
I have climbed the mountains of obstacles,
That stood between me and my saving grace.
I have dived into the depths of my soul through endless waves.
I have searched every star for a light to show the way,
But there is darkness, there is emptiness, there is nothing but rain.
My heart was born broken and I have been forever shattered.
I have no happiness left inside of me, nor tears left to cry.
I have this ability to write a few thousand rhymes,
Not that it even matters;
So while I wait for extinction, I will write ten thousand new lines.
Hopefully soon I will reach the land;
I have already been banished from the gene pool,
For being a fool, but a fool for love never learns, until it is too late.
Since day 1 I have always wanted a wife and a kid to raise,
But now all I want is to reach sky high
And pluck every star from the universe,
Just to show you my curse. Fade to grey.
The words I use are meaning less and less and less.
Bad things comes in three’s,
On a daily basis for me.
Keep your pity.
I only jest.
For eternity I suffer, so I will at least suffer gladly.
Say what you want;
It will be no worse than what I already think about me.
I am the endless stink; a stain on existence.
I pollute your illusions,
As I destroy my life…
Long live the delusions; love is a pretense has already been said,
So let’s pretend that it exists and is not just another lie.
Feed the fantasy, create a mythology;
You have to take a blind leap of faith into love,
So you cannot see the reality.
You all seem to carry your fake love in a handbag.
Your hand-grenade adultery,
And to adultery, only thanks.
You have made me see the realities of this thing called love.
Love is pathetic. As pathetic as me?
Almost, but nothing is quite that bad.
When is life good?
Love is a dream for the sad, to stop them going crazy;
I am driving this life-force over the edge, daily,
Because it doesn’t even matter if e=mc2!
All I find is the emptiness of space, death sounds so final;
I have spent a life-time so unaware.
With age we learn to be prepared.
I am nobodies equal.
A kiss to bliss;
A fading eternity;
The bottom of the rabbit hole,
I am forever falling down.
A thud and I am gone;
Didn’t even get to play my requested song.
Nor did I ever get to put on a crown.
You can take my soul for free,
It is so extremely worthless.
I have no thoughts left as I lie here in my dead-bed.
I am more useless,
Than the promise you solemnly made in a white dress.
I am guilty, of believing. Off with his head!
One final thought for you all;
Forget about me…
Peace, love and empathy.
(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Copyright © Aa Harvey | Year Posted 2018
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