Why can't I?
It should be easy, simple, really.
So why isn't it?
It's me.
My faults, my ideas, my muses, my inspirations that keep me awake at night when I should be sleeping.
It's him, reverbrating through my brain until I can't breathe with anticipation. Why can't I focus?
If only these feelings would back down...
But then, I wouldn't be human.
Am I?

Oh you the daughter of eve,
Sister of mine, let's not discuss
about pain tonight. Eminence of
you can't be undermined. You, the
centre of existence. Masked by
indifference, an epitome of love
hidden behind. Your skin's golden
hues, sun can't hold a candle to.
Beguiling is your pensive face.
Your serenity envied by the doves.
Supplications - your words,
reverbrating the court above.
With a lioness gait, you crush
that dismay. Wear valor as
your cacoon. Your mesmerizing
aura, like a magical spell.
Your trust, a life to barren dreams.
You, a panacea to everything.
Your gentleness belying your
strength. Farther are the fears,
trembling with awe. Untethered by
critique, are your abilities. You,
a versatile being. Who wrangles
with you, is perplexed by his inner
disputes. Who abondons you, destiny
desolates him too. Worries that
occupied, were they worthwhile?
You as delicate as beetle's wing
Stooping with burden? That's not
your thing. Never accede to that
degrades your esteem, for you are
a fairy of dreams. You, the crown
of a king. You, a goddess of life,
this world but a slave of thine.
Mark my words. Even if I depart.
I believe you are mashal to
your darkest path.