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?