Lost To Love

//AN: This was written a very long time ago while I was still in my deep depressed stupor. I have just stumbled across this, along with numerous other poems.\\

reverse rolls of love

painful words of sorrow,

bliss is this "pain".

Oh, how sweet is ignorance...

to say one does not worry;

although I see how you weep.

Oh and you say it's not true...

that she uses you as only she knows how to do?

when I see you like this, my heart is torn to pieces.

Only because I, first-hand, feel your pain.

Yet... you insist on holding on,

to the one person who makes you feel terrible as you do.

If I blew myself to pieces to help you see,

would you realize it was for you?

Before it was too late?

would you weep by my grave site?

Lost I am... to nothing...

Lost you are, to heartbreak, to sorrow, to shame.

Our tragic battle, no longer fighting, for we lost when we began.

Victorious was the pain, the pain of loving...

Lost again, bodies lay still and shot, from our picked poison... Love.