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Nov 2016
An unopened coffin
Still freshly exhumed
In emotion of heart
To which we both seem doomed
Should we hope for another?
Should we hope not at all?
Such a hell is love
Such a sweet, bitter tune

But, the beauty of love can no other compare
Save for the beauty who brought my heart there
Wrought with torment and anguish
Yet, a glorious fall
And lessen my stead…
I’ll be ****** if I dare

The past is the past
Not what is to be
Mistakes we have made are forgiven, you see
The only forgiveness we need is our own
We keep damning ourselves
We should set ourselves free

We are much more than anyone shows us we are
We keep seeing ourselves as much less than we are
The cruelest deception to us is our own
In convincing ourselves we aren’t worthy by far

Hearts weren’t designed to sustain but one soul
Love’s design is in sharing…
Two halves become whole
Though we can be alone
What joy lies therein?
For my loneliness surely has taken its toll

I have said I was well
I have said I was fine
But, I’ve been in such anguish
Without you by my side
More so to know you don’t love you as I do
And if I cannot change that
Then unworthy am I

Whoever you love
Be it another or me
Should instill love for self in your heart’s every beat
What you’ve done for me
I hope I do for you
But, if not I
Then another
For worthy are thee

Although you deserve such love from another
Your love for yourself
When denied
Will still smother
No matter the love from another so given
You’ll be trading one version of hell for another

We’ve all made mistakes
We’ve been treated unfair
Under guises of love
We’ve been dealt but despair
Mistakes we have made of ourselves need forgiven
The wrongs from another aren’t our fault, but theirs

We both give more chances than any would dare
To the ones who don’t love us the way they’ve declared
It may eat us alive when their love proves untrue
But, it devours us whole when love for self isn’t there

Regardless of whoever true love comes to be
It’s our love for ourselves that will set us each free
The truest love I’ve ever know has been you
And it hurts me so knowing you’re in misery

Forgiven or ******
We ourselves must decide
To love or to be loved
The heart must coincide
You’ve forsaken your beauty
Traded in for woe’s theme
Though I love you
As your friend
You should see you as I

If your heart is your coffin
My heart still joins you there
If yourself you can’t love
I’ll join you in despair
For, my heart will not rest
Until yours lives its dream
If we both die inside
I’ll still show you I care

I’ll join you in life
Through the good and the ill
I’ll join you in death of emotion
I will
For if you cannot love you
I still love all you are
And, one day, you will love you
I know that you will

We have both died inside
More times than is due
And we lay in our coffins
Still freshly exhumed
‘Til we rise up
Undead to the beauty we are
‘Til then
I’ll die with you
‘Til I see you love you
Diary of the Damned
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Diary of the Damned  Stanford, Kentucky
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