The war
(A dramione inspired poem.)
Your cold grey eyes casting me a storm
That shook my heart and swayed my soul
Your suspicious glare that makes my spine brawl
All of them, ugly out, divine inside, I'm ready to fall.
Your cruel sharp touch feels like a smooth caress
That hurt me once but didn't make me love you less
Your pretended cruelty made me shiver like it's snow
Every part of you, hidden as it is, purely shows.
Your growing pain sends disaster to my heart
that torture all of me and left a visible deep scar
Your regression, wrath, morbid mortification, wringing soul
God, forgive me, but why can't I just steal them all?
This terrifying war won't last long for eternity
One of us needs to be defeated eventually
So choose now, where to side, where to go
Lurk in the dark, watch and kill me slowly
or absorb the light; stay.. and perhaps, die with me?
