This Love is a Curse
This Love is a Curse
I am a wanderer
Not a real human
Belong to this world I do not
This masterpiece enriched in madness
The Beauty bestows itself
Overwhelming cast
Known to those who have seen
The wickedness lies
Despair as indulgence
This is how I breathe
My breath of life
Everything fades into the void
Emptiness corrodes all hope
This longing is my thirst
The intensity it drives me to the edge
To a place where few dare to go
I stand by myself looking into deaths eyes
Feeling the end merge into everything I am
In every step I take
I have a saviour yet she is not merciful she toils with my heart
She knows death intimately
I am jealous of her
So beautiful
She shines and knows darkness like no other
Yet immortal beyond life itself
Her flirtatious nature unwavering
She sees the fear in my heart
My every fault yet she is
The most beautiful mistress
Oh, her beauty is magnificent
She makes death worthwhile
She takes me into her arms
I lose myself in her
What I feel is what she feels
She brings me to life
She roars in my soul
The echo of a thousand voices
A thousand broken hearts
A thousand lost dreams
She tells me stories
She shows me things that
Cannot be shown
Oh death, oh beautiful mistress
I feel you both taking one hand
Walking in opposite directions
Yet you both remain full
While I fall to the ground
In pain not knowing where to go
What to do
This love is a curse
About the Creator
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