You’re beautifully wounded
Damaged beyond repair
You’ve got lines around your eyes
And silver in your hair
The taste of you was unappealing
Despite the smell of strawberries
A promise unfruitful
And a lie so deceiving
Whatever happened to the person I met,
The one that you pretended to be?
Where did she go, and why did she leave?
And how did she slip away from me?
You looked like honey and swayed like lilies
But your politics was suffocating
However did it come to this?
To go from “I love you” to such a deadly kiss?
Yours was a succulent persuasion
With poison on your lips
A delectable delight
Taken in small sips
With lipstick the color of a funeral
And an air of rot on your sex
So how did you become so beautifully damaged?
And however did it come to this?
How could we end on such a bitter note,
When a life with you had boasted bliss?
And how can you hate me so,
When I gave my heart so readily?
I offered it all to you
And for my efforts I was burned
Scarred and deeply inflicted
From a love that came at great cost
But our time together is not bereft
And my time with you was not a loss
For a valuable lesson I have learned
And a painful memory is all that’s left
Of the one for whom I’ve yearned
And all that there is left,
And all that I’ve obtained from this,
Is heartache and despair
So, however did it come to this?
How can it be that a love so deep,
Can become a deep, black ocean of hate?
Do you even have one fond memory of me?
How different our memories of each other are
It’s now unpleasant to remember you at all
So every time you say, “no one loves me,”
Just remember that I did
Each time you claim that no one cares,
Know that I do, and always will
You can choose not to believe in such things,
But that doesn’t mean it isn’t true
You can pretend that what we had was nothing,
But it was everything to me
A pointless, meaningless feud…
That’s all that’s left of us now
But was I ever more to you than that?
Did you ever love me at all?
You’ve destroyed every good moment that we spent
And maybe that was the point
Maybe that’s the help you needed
To close the door on us
As for me, I just needed closure
I needed to understand why you wanted to destroy us
…All that we had
Or could’ve been
…together
I just needed to know why
I needed to see why you gutted me so
And why you left things so irreparable
And how you can be so pleased with this
When the time that we had was once something that you missed
I just need to understand
How it could ever have come to this
— David Allen
Volkuros Prophesies 