I must exist to her
To exist truly to myself
This endless ramble
Through Hades
Is forever exhausting
And fraught with youth’s peril
Draining life and love from me
Simply to exalt her being
I'm forever wandering
Between two distant worlds
Crossing the threshold
Between life and imagined death
Perhaps to find a word
To label my torment
Though it, like me
Must not exist
It could not exist
And why should it?
I do not exist
And why should I?
We are nothing
If we are not objects
In the starry eyes
Of love.
May 20, 2013
May 20, 2013 at 3:59 AM UTC
I must exist to her
To exist truly to myself
This endless ramble
Through Hades
Is forever exhausting
And fraught with youth’s peril
Draining life and love from me
Simply to exalt her being
I'm forever wandering
Between two distant worlds
Crossing the threshold
Between life and imagined death
Perhaps to find a word
To label my torment
Though it, like me
Must not exist
It could not exist
And why should it?
I do not exist
And why should I?
We are nothing
If we are not objects
In the starry eyes
Of love.
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