| Quintessence |
| Engulfed in misery my soul wept endlessly Each teardrop carrying a departing dream Travelling along previously etched pathways Joining a torrent of other misguided hopes A tempest of memories deluged my heart Descending into vacuity and becoming irretrievable Eternally lost in a vast abyss already overflowing with abandoned committments and forsaken promises For a time I thought the damage to be absolute My fragile soul had been defeated; I had succumbed The emotional butchery inflicted at every turn Nearly succeeded in massacring my spirit On the verge of surrendering to the pillage of my soul I found a powerful weapon to wield in defense Against the illusion of devotion and empathy And brutal lessons in love's duplicity I formed a cloak of protection around me The inner layer I lined with your precious gifts A combination of desolation, despair and misery Blended with razor edged pieces of my shattered heart From the outside my cloak was smooth with harmony Softened with false projections of contentment and peace Only when touched would I allow my defenses to rise to battle In combat against the war you continuously wage upon me No longer will I cower in the ruins of my emotions Emancipated from the decay in my heart, I will stand tall And while I valiantly brandish the might of my newly fortified spirit My soul will weep then, too ~ it may weep forever |
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