Rhyming Couplets for the Damned

-michael hoblak

Love, a curse upon our souls,

To be forever filled with holes;

Smiles and laughter tear us apart,

Tears and screams, our hearts do they thwart;

This hate is all just an illusion,

Birthed from the darkest of confusion;

Blackness, blackness, speaks so cold,

Telling grimmest of tales told;

We tread in water deep as night skies,

Tortured oceans shed from thine own eyes;

Destiny undone by a single kiss,

Chaos lives in eternal bliss;

Crawling so slow upon the ground,

Happiness never again to be found;

Despair is the deadliest of my friends,

Showing me the paths to all my ends;

So these, my final words to you,

My love, are that I bid adieu.

fin.