You ask me for the truth,
Which one is that my love,
The one that breaks your heart,
Or the one that kills mine,
I have veiled you,
From the world of demons and demi-gods,
From the users and abusers,
I was their puppet,
To save you,
They craved the ruination of you,
Howling for your demise,
So I suffered their onslaught,
Of taunts and torture,
While I smiled,
As you placed wild flowers in your hair,
Bathing in the afternoon sun,
Dreaming beyond the clouds,
Of our life together,
So you ask me for the truth,
Which one is that my love,
The one that breaks your heart,
Or the one that kills mine.
Comments
Agreed and thx so much!!
Agreed and thx so much!!
My guess...
is that you find yourself wondering if you have wasted your time, with someone who will never know what you have given up for them. One who would be devastated by your thoughts and wondering, the consideration of maybe you could have done better? You already know you would be worse off; without this person you would never be the person you are today.
That's my take anyway. I like it for the deep thought about... Why, what if? ~ Geezer.
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Good guess! Thx :)
Good guess! Thx :)
Hard truth or convenient lies
For me this sounds like a conversation of the internal type. I’m imagining someone rolling these thoughts around hypothetically. Maybe trying to filter the rights words and gain resolve to breach the topic in actuality.
Obviously the opening/ closing stanza is the theme. The middle section really flows. Connecting the two.
Tim
That's definitely a good way
That's definitely a good way of looking at it. :)