The twists and turns
Of the never ending
Love Trance.
A winding path
Snaking this way than that.
Lost and confused
I follow the path I choose.
Where it will lead me
Nobody knows.
It is left to fate
To decide where it goes.
I wish I knew what happened to you.
Cause after everything we have been through
I still search for you.
A path that will lead me back to your heart.
Where I could stay,
Till the sun set,
And the world was dark.
For all we know,
There is a way.
A way we can fix this.
Repair what has been un-done.
But I cannot find the solution.
The problem remains,
Without resolution.
There is no light at the end of this tunnel,
But I guess that’s how it goes in this never-ending play.
Cause that’s all this is at the end of the day.
An unfortunate series of events,
Formally addressed as,
The Love Trance.

I walked through the valley
Longing for the warmth of home
I passed the thorny road
Engraving my feet with their thorns
Destined to guide myself home
I fought my way through and conquered many obstacles.

As fierce and brute my appearance seems
Many would consider me gentle and kind
Never would I lose my honor
Or hurt anyone, I swear!
Telling the truth in a world of lies.

Still, I wandered alone at night
Through the valley I loathed
Returning home past the lake,
Origin of love and courage
Never would I yield, nor
Grief over my mistakes.

I faced the countless lies thrown at me
After all, I did not meet my demise
Many would have suffered despair
Not a single thing complied
Over the thin air and frigid snow
The thin air that lingered through the pass.

Greatness ensued the men succeeding me
Enamoured with pride, in fervent passion
Never would they break the morale
That was built through my strength
Leaving them behind was no option
Eventually they would reach the promised land.

I watched the legions from above
Generations of trust and power
Achieved things man could not imagine
Victorious cries and shouts
Elated return to our motherland
Us, the victorious warriors
Pursuing the dream of infinite strength.

It was all an illusion from the start.

Conversation has sadly drifted away
All hope is fading
We barely speak to one another
Girl, why are we masquerading?
We need to open up
This eliminates the bad air
Obscurity has reared its ugly head
These dark clouds need to disappear

His "I love you" came swiftly.
Like the monsoon pouring down on a leaky roof
Those three words broke through my defences.
At first they were an ambrosia;
They sustained my life and our relationship.
At least for a short time.

Then "I love you" became an excuse;
For absences, and purpose-filled accidents.
And I ignored the warning signs, the flashing lights.
I pretended like "I love you" was enough...

...But it wasn't.
His "I love you"s were like band-aids on bullet wounds;
Like using play dough to fix cracks in concrete walls.
But I rationed our good memories,
I held on as tight as I could to our love
And watched as it slipped through my fingers.

His "I love you"s became poison,
That seeped deep into my bones,
And turned blue skies grey,
And turned light into darkness,
And slowly killed whatever semblance of love
I fooled myself into thinking we had left.