One Tear Left
The lines got blurred some how, where did the love go? Up in smoke like the words of love and happiness in forever after. All the jealousy of moving on never finding peace only a substitute.
This is madness and the answer to life. Somehow I lost myself in a little room in a pool of blood with all of my last tears I loved a woman that lied a thousand times. I died and dreamed of better days when love set us free and our souls twined in happiness.
This place we had sons and daughters and god saw fit to give us our love that held us in comfort and warmth.
This is the judgement passed as my soul loved you and belongs with you, maybe in the next life the abuse of words won’t be a lie and we will love each other with no consequences and only we will love the true versions of us.
I got confused and vulnerable by the letters that left me smiling, the images and touches that linger like breath after a kiss or the morning sunlight kiss. This is the reason we fall inlove and never have a real sense of truth.
I have to leave and find strength in something else besides my faith. I loved her, I lover her still in an unromantic way or perhaps a selfish wish of wanting to find closure.
This state of mind that frames our hearts together in happiness. Caged and changed the younger versions of ourselves, the commitment of false alter burn and stain my innocence and taint my new found love.
She is not you but neither is the woman you are. I love the child that looked at me with loving eyes, now your child loves you and only knows your love but never the love of her past father.
The plans, the ideas the future that never had a chance. Only the blood, red thick red blood that gave life to us, the blood that soaks and remains as a final testament to something that lived and died in a corner.
The ghost that wonders the streets, the ghost that remembers you, the ghost that leaves the room and searched for closure and reasons why denial and hatred is all that’s left.
I am nothing but the ghost of a past that haunts me till eternity and I will die a thousand times over till the comfort of our youth is regained and we love each other as lovers so often do in death.
How can you only have one tear left to shed? When Jesus shed a million and more for me and you, His tears are still seen, In the mornings dew. You'll always find those who say they "I Love You" Lying through their teeth! To gain whatever it is from another, And then again too repeat! God see's the pain we suffer, From all the lies when it hurts and make us bleed, But in the end, He Wins! For His Love for us proceeds. So live in with the knowledge, That God and you will in the end the battle win, Against all those who lied and cheated on earth, With all of their lust, and selfish sin. By: Linda Winchell For you
this is brilliant *speechless* - more so because I have an idea of the inspiration - well put together- raw & honest emotions:'(