Go…

Just know,
You don’t have to go.
I’ll keep on chasing you,
Whichever way,
In the wind you blow.
And I know,
That it’s gonna,
Kill me;
But this pursuit,
Is what fulfills me.
You can stay,
Right here,
You don’t have,
To go my dear.
I could stare at you,
And;
Blink away the years,
Trade my fears for tears,
All for you;
Just so you know,
That’s clear;
My promise is sincere.

My heart said stop,
I just wanted to talk,
But instead;
I watched you walk.
Photoshopped,
Yourself out the picture,
The only component,
That could complete,
The mixture.
My attic light burnt out,
A fixture; I find comfort,
Within the elixir.
Me & you were that,
Two in one like,
Shampoo conditioner.
Never felt a pain,
So sinister,
No blessings,
From the minister.
Seems I loved so much,
That it began to diminish her.
Please…
Let me just survive,
This heartache.
Feeling like a corpse,
Who’s come awake,
Any sign of future is,
Looking opaque,
Glass sitting on edge,
I’m bout to break.
Starring;
In horror films that,
Steven King makes.
Or at least that’s,
How it feels when you’re,
Living in a screen play,
Of your mistakes.
The hollowed ground,
Beneath where I stand,
Shifts & shakes.
My whole world,
Crumbles & quakes.
I wanna swim,
But I’m anchored,
In lakes.
To pieces I’ve fallen,
Like snowflakes.

Frostbitten heart,
But I still burn,
Cause I don’t wanna learn.
Happiness;
Is right in front of you,
But you show no concern.
My whole existence,
Belongs in the urn,
But this is the life that,
We earn;
Everybody’s gotta,
Get their turn.
Feelings shift & squirm,
Similar to a stab wound.
I stitched back up,
My cocoon;
And blasted off,
To the moon,
This Earth;
Has no room,
For this baffoon,
Squandering;
In his doom,
To which;
He consumes,
And looms,
Within the gloom,
Or at least,
They assumed.
Within the sarcophagus,
Entombed;
My attention span zoomed,
But I still drift,
Within the emotionless,
Tide of your rift.
But I still sift,
Within the scattered,
Ashes of our kiss.
And I still miss,
That little blooming,
Piece of our bliss.
Oh;
Why you gotta,
Go like this?
Don’t go;
We can take it slow.

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