Blessed Be My Mystical Mortals!
*Disclaimer: Dark Post Ahead. You have been Warned.*
Today, I meant to talk about love. About how I dread certain people I know really well, are going to break up - on the basis of feelings. The feeling I get when I am with them, when I look at them. I shall be hauled in the padded cell for this. But what can I do? I feel it.
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Sometimes it's just about facing our fears. Guess, I am still a coward.
The fragrance of your love wafts through the air around me,
I choke on it as I know it’s false, I know it will make me fall,
I close my eyes in terror, ready to fight the clawing arms of your love,
I am holding tight the past that had made me forget my pain,
You come closer to take my hands in yours,
I try to run away, I hate being subject to your lies,
But you make me believe you truly love me,
I realize it’s the lie you have learnt over the years and I have no way out,
I fawn at you and fight back the impulse to kill you,
I look at you, in your eyes I see the shimmer of pain I put you through,
I feel happy, I feel young again…
Like a child who relishes the death of the bee that stung it,
You are holding me in a warm embrace and I pray for a peaceful death,
I give my word to never leave you alone, you smile at me with a belief that you won,
My eyes pool the tears of blood and remorse; you are too blind to feel them in your elation,
I give in to the defeat and stand up to be with you in your journey of life, my death,
This dark love will never leave me alone, in pain and grief I will move,
To be your angel, angel of sin, angel of wrong….for you I’ll be your only love, true love…
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Sigh, unloaded my heart a bit here. I have to tell you all about this wonderful Blog I follow. Someone really close to my heart writes it and yes, it makes me want to be in LOVE. So Bad. Anyhow, you HAVE to check it out - Little Things in Love - beautiful Blog, will make you smile no matter what. Won't you listen to you Mystical Friend? Go on! Give it a shot! Blessed Be! Till the next time, my Dears, live like you have no tomorrow...love like there's no forever, hope like there's day after night...dream like all of it will come true.
PS: I am afraid of Masquerade and Venetian Masks - They frighten and intrigue me at the same time. Kinda like, love. Hence, I have put it up there.