Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Abysmal

You hold a power over me that could rival the gods'. This soul, this breath of life. I belong to you.

And you belong to me; sweet moments shared. A fleeting glance in a crowd of people, a knowing smile in ancient words. Drifting souls, bound together in a memory, a photograph, and in hidden moments. Like a secret, though the truth be known, kept safe. A promise held deep and true. 

But to be together, alas no.

Shameful. Ugly. Embarrassing.

I am not a beast, I am no creature. I am a soul, innocent and beautiful. And you are the master, cruel and all-knowing. Completely aware of your every move, and they don't cause you pain. 

You feel nothing. 

How can you go on like this? Cold-hearted and empty towards the world. There must be something within you. Warmth, desire, need. But you push it all away and manipulate instead. 


But I'll never leave you.

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