Saboteur
Love
is like a Trojan Horse
It
snuck silently into my life
Under
false pretenses
On
the one night I was not on guard.
You
know I speak the truth
Deny
it not
Those
deep deep eyes
Couldn't
hide the truth if truth was just a lie.
You
think because you wear soft shoes
That
you can dance on me
But
you do an impressive pirouette,
Don't
you?
Mockingbirds
take lessons
For
you excel at mocking
Filling
the air with illusions of songs
That
are only noises.
If
I could legally exterminate
The
memory of you, would I do it?
I
lie in bed and think about that, hours on end
Dream
of revenge, even as I grovel in wanting.
There
is none so blind
As
he who will not see
But
I have looked and I have seen
And
I have looked away.
And
now I see with eyes wide open
All
the ravages you brought with you
All
the dents and damages
You
left in your wake.
I
barely recognize myself today
In
the shattered mirrors of your eyes
So
slyly does your mouth smile
And
so coldly do your fingers touch my skin.
Yes!
This is a poem for you!
Yes!
This is a song about you!
Yes,
yes, yes! This page is filled with love and hate
The two-edged sword you cut me with.
And
all the things you make me feel
And
all the deaths you make me die,
All
the joys you crushed beneath your shoes
In
the days that followed my surrender.
There
was so much promise there
In
the beginning.............
So
much sweetness springing forth from me
Like
a fountain flowing from a rock.
I
thought you came from God
I
thought you held the stars within your hands
And
all the songs that had ever been written
Had
been composed by you.
Saboteur!
Traitor! Deceiver!
Lover!
How
I long to take back every yesterday
And
replace them with tomorrow!
You
are a cold wind that ever blows
And
no candle I can light will keep it's glow for long
You
will not allow it.................
You
will not give me the warmth I need to survive.
Saboteur!
Turning
hope to dust and peace to war
Making
unholy, that which was sacred in my eyes
As
my brokenness falls upon your battlefield.
If
I did not love you, it would not matter
If
I did not hate you, I could not bear this pain
You
were the traitor and I, the betrayed
And
yet it is I, who stands before the firing squad at dawn.
But
no more will I wear the hood and mask
No
more will I twist myself away from what is coming
From
this moment forward, when you fire that gun,
I
want you to kill me as you look in my eyes.
You
have made me into something I never was
And
the only way to change me is to kill me
I
will not beg of you but I will not run
My
hate, a shield too heavy to hold................
Still
wants to die in your arms
Love.
Aug
2, 2011
1:37
a.m.
Every word an echo of a place that I've been. Every word a cave painting of a path traveled in time. Every word a reason to want freedom from this journey.
ReplyDeleteI figured you would relate to this one............
DeleteBeautifully and painstakingly written, mi Voo! Bitterness, remorse, yet filled with a sweetness that can’t escape the palate that only the heart can taste. Crushed like a flower, and yet the essence of it fills the air with a sweetness that the heart breathes in.
ReplyDeleteAnd yet love….. painfully written as it is seems to be, still outshines any bitterness that wishes to be at center-stage.
Loved it. I was able to relate to it…….. How come I’ve never seen this one? Now it’s stuck in my head…… you Voo, you!
D'Sall!!!! where you been???? Are you ok? I am very sick. please pray for me. sigh😒😍
ReplyDeleteV’ Voo! I’m doing well. Living in Winnsboro now. Country life suits me very well.
Delete“My wooded acres is the place to be. Country living is right for me. Land spreadin’ out so far and wide. Keep the city just gimme that country life!……… the chores, the stores. fresh air, town square. This is my life,. Goodbye stress and strife…… Wooded Acres we are there!”
Couldn’t resist it!
I pray for you every day, m’dear. Do you still have private messaging here?
I’m so sorry that you’re feeling really bad. I wish I could relieve you of that.
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