Forever, My dear

I sit still in my stool,
My clock a vision plastered in my mind,
Tick Toc, Tick Toc,
The hours pass by like days,
Each day an equivalent of a year,

The sweet hum of the birds sounds almost cruel,
Taunting me of a bliss I’ll never achieve,
The blossoming of the new born roses vindictive,
A crimson as red as blood

My shell of broken dreams,
Plays back my enchanted memories,
Tainted with the dust of my despair,

I gave you my heart on a silver platter,
Yet it was not as valuable as it should be,

My love for you was as loyal,
As a puppy is to his owner,

Strapped in the chains of your love,
The chains sinking into my flesh,
A splash of red liquid,
I struggle in the combat of my life,
wrestling for your love.

By Monkiette
2006