Love tears at flesh and shatters souls
yet still we seek it's sweet unending agony.

Love
Loathe
Hurt
Repeat.

You,
(Like the ink on my skin)
Are indelible.

If I die in this moment
back arched and brazen
your cursed name like nightshade
upon my ruby lips
will my sin be forgiven?

If I'm still here tomorrow
alive in loves echo
all things returned to rightful owners
familial harmony restored
will I be forgotten?

The cuckold sits with empty pride
at all that's on display
he does not yearn for awful truth
'bout where she is today.
he dreams of travels far and wide
and promises the earth
he knows not that his dreams are lies
a source of lovers mirth
when she returns as day goes dim
he'll try to light a spark
he does not see that it's not he
who owns her weary heart.

The song took flight on whispered breeze
and fled the warmth of nest and home
infusing dusk with sorrow sweet
to soothe the village down below

swift passed the pious mourners now
that weep where beauty lays 
near crumbling stones of pitied souls
in decadent decay 

Onwards it soars o'er sideways streets
clean steps in tidy rows
dark windows lit with single glint
locked doors show no remorse

the melody it rests awhile
then builds again reborn
no joy is found
where sadness blooms, for she is here no more 

but death he will not linger here
his reaping swiftly spent
and in his wake on whispered breeze
the nightingales lament.

The world is bathed with orange glow
sweet dreamers weave their way
as darkness wraps it's heavy shroud
around the close of day
While weary bones seek welcome rest
and lovers play their game
I'll linger here and dream of you
My sweetest secret shame.

I'm done believing that you love me.
I'm done.
I'm done believing that you care about me.
I'm ******* done.
And I'm ******* done treating you like my everything when you don't even talk to me.
I'm done, until you actually start showing it.
Until your actions actually add up to your words, I don't trust you with my heart anymore.

Why do you pretend to love me?
Why do you pretend to care?
Don't you know that it hurts,
Because now, you're never there.
You're never there to talk to,
Or see,
Or hug,
Or love,
You're gone.
You lied.
You don't love me anymore.

You say that you love me.
But I know it isn't true.
For you only say you love me,
Because I say that I love you.