Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Conflicted Contradictions

Years pass seeming like centuries,
As the cost of our union left me broken,
So many things were left unspoken.

Leaving me defenseless,
Unable to stand, but fighting to anyway.
I was attacked on all sides, bombarded by the lies.

Slowly slipping to my demise,
Wounded to unconscious understanding,
As I've come to realize I'm all that's left.

Attempting to run from the memory of you,
I am blinded by this new view.
Another comes to sight, surrounded by light,

Arming me with half a shield, and broken sword.
Pushing me to fight,
Although it's more than I had before.

I want more,
Caught between confused, and frustrated,
I picked up the pieces, as his sword and shield grow within,

And a new dawn begins,
My mind begins to settle,
But my heart craves more,

Vowing to never hurt again, I hush its cries.
Finally content, I bask in his light,
But nothing in my life ever turns out right.

From a tap on my shoulder, and whisper in my ear,
My eyes set its sights on my perpetrator,
Marveling at his transformation,

If it weren't my own eyes, I'd swear this was also a lie,
How could this be,
What does he want from me?

For it's still inconceivable for me to believe,
The once famed slayer of my heart,
Now presents himself a changed man, pure, reformed.

My new found savior, and a reformed slayer,
The possibly of new, and a love I once knew
My heart's found conflicted, as I'm caught between the two.

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