I want to punch the walls.
I want to feel the bugs crawl
Down from the cracks
Over my spine
And that sickening fit,
It swells up inside,
Until it spills over,
Screams and cries.
"I'll throw you to the curb!"
I yelled while tears
poured down my eyes.
"Just leave me.
Just let me die!"
"If you can't accept
All of my sweet love,
Then how could I marry
This torture and crime?"
And I chased him,
Down the dark road,
Until I couldn't even
See his pale neck.
"Good riddance!"
Then the rivers poured,
My heart bled,
And I fell down to my knees.
The Earth spun and
There in the middle of the road,
I wept, and I called
To the Heavens and to Hell.
"Bring me the love I need!
Lords knows! He can tell!
I've turned my back on you,
And the world for this hate."
The rot in my chest,
And all the pain that I felt,
Was lifted away,
There, I watched it melt.
It flew from my weeping eyes
And torn open heart.
The tar and rot danced
But I winced seeing it part.
That was the key
To my joy and my light.
Maybe one day, I hoped,
Would return my sweet knight.