My Romantic Torment
All my broken dreams
come back to haunt me.
I am forced to face
the reality of who I am inside.
And I hate what I have become,
but I cannot undo the past.
It molded me into this beast,
and I cannot apologize for that.
The Fates weave their tangled webs,
and lay our paths entwined.
So, forgive me beautiful if I do not cry
For all tears are spent and I’m resolved.
And, forgive me beautiful if I do not amend
for the error of my ways speak the part.
I’m simply a product of produced reality,
harsh environment and little choice had I.
I cannot erase the bitter memories,
I cannot unbind my rage.
All I see is madness,
all I see is a morbid masquerade.
So, I bid adieu to you sweet lady,
with delicious givings more blissful then Heaven.
Yes, ’tis best I leave you now,
and take my dark thoughts far away.
Afterall, I could not bare to witness you letting go of me,
whose sparkling eyes will surely dull with my impending absence.
So, Goodbye my sweet sweet nightingale!
Goodbye my sweet blissful bodily heaven!
Carry on! Carry on!
Cry not! Cry not!
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Be damned I might as well be,
to never see the worth of me she sees.
Knowing that I could never truly have her.
I weep. I weep.
Walking away into darkness I do,
to wherever the Fates aspire me anew.
And hello once more do I bid,
to my romantic torment I had foolishly thought fled.
