I buried my love in disbelief.
Self-Deluding with calm conviction,
Calling all cruel jests and falsehoods.
A shattered voice cracked my sanity in half.
I buried my love in fire.
His bones reduced to ash, carefully capped,
Handed to his mother in black.
She held the world in her arms then.
I buried my love in the earth.
Scattered to the seven winds among
Dappled green forest grass teeming with life.
Now, filled with death.
I buried my love in the ocean.
A river poured from my soul, out my door,
Salty, hot, and unceasing.
It mingled with the sea.
I buried my love in silence.
I made not a sound save the soft
Scuff of my boots in passing.
My heart froze in the bitter chill.
I buried my love in my mind.
Handling treasured memories with care,
Binding them tightly to my frozen heart.
I promised I would never forget him.
He smiled.
Fires rage.
Winds blow.
Trees grow.
Oceans roar.
Hearts sing
and all is forgiven
I always knew that there was something odd,
Something off, but brushed it away.
Now that everything's clear of the misty fog,
My feelings are no longer astray.
I still feel the same, though,
But just a little weirded out.
And even though it's been awhile ago,
I'm not filled with doubt.
It was really shocking,
but I kind of expected it.
It explains everything,
And yes, I even choked a bit.
It was hard not to,
seeing as I adored you.
I always thought that you were who you were,
But I'd still be your admirer.
It's not that bad,
It was just a little strange.
The truth is just a little bit hard to stomach,
A little bit out of range.
It doesn't change anything,
although it might feel a little awkward,
It will take awhile to let this sink in,
Because it's still a little disappointing.
~
By: RaiLiet_lurvs_BL
Laces tied with accuracy to our blocky combat boots.
The misty air is tainted with our soldiers woots.
Gut-busting laughter deep and reverberating,
Going to break through what's barricaded.
Slaps on the back and low growls from throats.
As the aligators roam through the moats.
Law-breaking low-blows both here and there;
Doing anything without a care.
The crowd is silenced, oddly enough.
There are the prisoners, bound in cuffs.
All begin to raise blood-painted fists,
With a round of battle-cries long missed.
Together fight just to break the law,
The most unholy thing they had ever saw.
Now see that the moon has switched to it's full;
The enemies know we can't play by the rules.
Perhaps it is not wise of me,
So pardon me if I do sound odd,
I cannot control my enthusiasm,
Life is seeming queer,
Oblivion in front of me,
Chaos to my right,
Years leaping through thoughts
Back to where I’ve been,
Interesting that I had not known,
Never suppose what you acknowledge.