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For love
One day
I imagined it was enough
That it was all that it was
And ever would be
And that this would make me happy...
I lied to tell myself the truth.
We will stick to each other like glue
Until the men in white coats
With stitched eyes
Come to tear us apart.
To take us to where once caged men
Become caged dogs
To chase their frayed tails endlessly…
Seeking sedation
from their meddled minds.
The madness is love
(Insert pain)
I brace myself for the blows
But am only struck by the silence
That proceeds the lack of violence.
We catch our reflection in each other’s tears
Set to die one by one
They pass away down her cheeks
As the sun now has passed
Only moments before.
The madness is love
(Insert emotion)
For the goodness of our souls
we sing a siren song of valium
To strap our arms
and tie our minds with meaningful suggestion.
Until these thoughts become the fog
Of the mornings icy ground.
This is the world falling down.
This is the sound…
A heartbeats flatline droning
Into the silence above
The madness is love
(Insert rage)
These words they echo through the
Now emptiness of my heart
Lovingly and lost
Forever reaching no destination
In the certain knowledge that
We are landslides waiting to happen
The caged birds do not sing,
They scream.
And their voices fly through the wires
Like the wind through the prison of my mind
This is love
To exist is not enough…
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