A life once replenished by bliss
Haunted by your curse,
My soul now flooded with conflict
In pain and desolation, I immerse.
Uneasy are the goodbyes
Expected to say unrehearsed,
So I bury myself with lies
And mask a smile when I converse.
Thy firm and resolute endeavor
For the joyous memories to fade,
Shadowing me forever
thou think I see no escape.
Despair and hate
Clothed for the spell you cast,
And so, you wait
Till I breath my last.
A rope or a blade, or maybe even a pill
My future demise lies a wonder,
With eager but the absence of guilt
Till I meet the departed you ponder.
Triumphant and glorious by far
you consider yourself to be,
Yet mistaken you are
For it won’t be I, myself or me,
But my fate that decides
When I see the afterlife.
So Oh, Dear Agony
I write this to you,
with strength and dignity
and the blessings of virtue.
Through faith I refuse to yield
Hoping to see tomorrow,
And yours truly shall always seek
The beauty in the sorrow.