You'll never say
"I love you"
Just like
I'll never say
"I'm Happy."

Because our words are bullets
And
Neither of us
Can handle
The recoil

What if
Our lives
Aren't
Bulletproof

These thoughts
Will rip through
Their centers

Exploding
Outward
Downward

Shattering our Foundations

Making us fragile

And we will fall.

Our best hope
Being that the wind
Blows us
Into each other

Standing

Ambivalent
From
Death

But the winds
Are breaths
Of
Our demons

And they
Only
Breath for destruction

They are
Dragons of Warfare

So we sit
In our
Ceasefire

Wondering
How long
We can
Hold down
The fort

Treading on
Unmarked territory

We try
To watch
For ***** traps,
But they lay on
Places most beautiful

And I can't help
But aid the
Enemy,

Revealing
The chinks
In my armour
As I attempt
To nuzzle my way
Into yours.

But it is in
The dead of night
That your enemies
Come,

Monsters
Filter your dreams
To darken
Even the
Lightest peace.

Your demons know
How to
Push you
Past
Where you thought
You could go
To a place
That looks
Too much
Like a haven.

They can
Turn your
Own words
On you

And make you
Feel like
you are on
A suicide mission

Their voices
Whisper
So clearly

"What am I even fighting for?"

And suddenly
No cause
Seems worthy enough

And you
Lay down your arms
Because

This is not your first time at war.

You know these trenches.

You feel the shrapnel
Ringing out
Through your bones

And in these
last moments
Of
Utter Defeat

You think
To yourself
How you would
Give
your
life

To go back
And
Release the Trigger

Because
How could
This fight
Be worth
The limbs
And
Hearts
You've broken?

So I stand
Before you

At
full attention
Swallowing
My bullets.

I
Am
Not
Scared
Of
War,

But yours
Is a casualty
I cannot dismiss.

And though
I believe myself
A Revolutionary

I am
Choosing
To
Pick my battles,

Which proves
To be
My civil war

Defying myself
For my
Adopted Cause.

Before,
I could not decide
If I was
A lover
Or
A soldier

And now
I've found
You've
made
me
Both

A paradox
Similar enough
To

I'm not happy
Like
You don't love me

Two armies, vast in number
Face each other, ready to ****
On both sides,
Men,
Missing home and hearth
Forced to ****
Because of one man's lust for power
The sun gleams brightly on the soldier's weapons
In the sky, vultures fly
anticipating
Waiting,
**for death

Don thy best armours
For your heart flies
a lock of her shining hair
betwixt the spear shaft
to pierce the hearts of men
their broken forms lay strewn
across aphrodites battlefields
Beware you glimpse
such grace as ever strode
the folds of firmas breast

Tip

     Toe

Tip

     Toe

          Since when
      Have we
Been foe?

You seemed so pretty, you seemed so right.
Just a touch of crazy, But worth the fight.
Cause loves a battlefield that tests us all
‘Til we find the one that’s worth the fall

I thought I found that one when I found you
Just a look into your eyes, I would come unglued.
But then that crazy turned into more
With injuries sustained, I was dying from this war

Beaten and bruised, I could no longer run
The heat of the battle was no longer fun
So I turn to crawl through the landmine field
Knowing that never again will this chest conceal
The pain, the hurt, this heart does feel
Much blood lost. Too much to heal.

You seemed so pretty, you seemed so right
Just a touch of crazy. But worth the fight
Cause loves a battlefield that tests us all
‘til we find the one that’s worth the fall

Like a shooting star falling to the earth
I fell for you. Because I thought it would be worth
the risk the chance. I thought you'd save me.
But as the flame fizzled and I could no longer see
I realized the armor of digression that you've put on
I give up. The red stained white flag is drawn.

Much blood is lost. Too much to heal
From the pain, the hurt this heart does feel
Knowing now this chest will never again conceal
So just let me give way in this battlefield

Never again to feel whats right
In this game that turned into a fight