To bare the agony of deception;
Is to feel a strange, numb depression;
To compel all internal emotion to remain
Caged, lost in the ocean!
What lies do part from such fine lips;
What eyes do you cast upon me,
After they have caressed another?
The hatred seethes within me,
Though you are blind and cannot see!
I see for us both, though my heart has died-
No longer the motivator.
How is it I can love thee with all my heart,
And your's, so cold may never be torn apart?
How is it that a rose may bleed,
Yet I may only enjoy a lesser scent?
Have I dreamt alone?
Does a pretty ghost distract me
When humans need me?
Oh, faith, leave me not!
I pray this poison in my blood do so instead.
For what shall have?
I could pave a thousand floors;
Allow my love to walk,
As I lead him through open doors.
I shall remain forgotten;
For never could I lead him in a pit so dark-
Nor capture his heart,
And ignite my own spark.
I take a bloomed rose,
And hand it to him with dignity.
Though he belongs…
Not to me.
Send him away,
To endure his life of dignity,
For know he not of love;
Until he is wed.
Where at last he'll feel my pain.
And though in an empty bed I lie,
He'll know that I was sane…
To want him