Eat your hearts out . . .

Pleasure turns to pain,
of the lessons learned from the strain

,of the questions burned in my brain, about wether love is humane in it's touch

these thoughts are like salmons swimming upstream in the tears of your deceit

fighting the current.

A hurt that kills more than is created by the chaos of our intertwined emotions
chaotic because the anchor of Eros' arrow has been plucked from the vessel of my undying infatuation, separation not as simple as the distance between us.

My mind no longer possesed by the demons that had been the overseers of my enslavement to your lies, the seed of these lies rooted so deeply they have cracked the foundation of what we once shared allowing the faith in us I had sealed inside to gush out like a river ripping the image of our future together.

from my thoughts as violently and as brutally as if it were a child being taken from his mothers arms.

I'm left surrounded in darkness but I refuse to be swallowed by it.
my loneliness like the night air, invisible to the eye,

obvious to the touch in its cold uncomfortableness, yet if I could do it all over again

I'd do it in the same skin im in.

To lay down and let love die, Just stay down and let love lie?
no...no Not I.

I'll stay around and let love fly even though I have seen its darkest form, Deceit.

Nothing else could taste this warm or feel this sweet

from the movie ~ATL