I’ll hold my arms around the aura of your existence and share my warmth with your soul. I’ll make it worth an everlasting eternity in an utopian dream. An illusion so real it becomes intertwined with the reality of this dystopian world. I don’t know if the time will come or, if it will it go.
As the clock ticks away the vitality of our bodies and degrades the sanity of our souls I look into you, and become engulfed in an avalanche of forlornness that slowly consumes all my dreams with you. Our hearts having a core as hot as a thousand suns are cursed to be imprisoned by a cursed stone cold wall.
Today I wake up facing this reality. Outstanding comedy of a life and an incredulous misery for just one man. Run away as I call you to be by my side. I’ll hide in your shade as I’m sure no one will look there. You’re close to my soul yet so far away from my heart.
You keep prosperity by your side and flirt with misery from afar. Maybe that’s why we’re so close yet, so far apart. We can triumph in life but, our dreams will never come true. Never together, neither apart.
As I surrender my head to the skies I succumb to the Gods. All I ask of them is, if this is the only way just take me away. Throw me to the burning fire of hell, let me burn away and perish into ashes. I implore your mercy if my life is not to be forsaken. Please grant my selfish request “let me love and be loved back”. Let me throw away my life for someone else. Maybe then, this life of mine can have some meaning. I know a broken man like me doesn’t deserve such a blessing. With my knees on the ground I implore them to not destroy my soul while in life. I know that as a fate is worse than an eternity in agony.
The world spins around and my vision fades to black. I feel a chill down my spine that slowly pierces my bones. I’m a delirious fool right to the end. As my breath slows down I can finally feel the warmth of my heart. I think of her smile. I hope that this end is a new beginning for the love of my life. My face goes completely numb, my body relaxed as if floating away. Don’t cry baby, It’ll be alright. I love you.
Will my last words reach your heart?
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