Forgivness

Earned or Coerced

A Powers
What have I now, my enemy?

A handful of bloody hair,

A mem'ry I wish wasn't there.

And all for a man, no better than me.

I'm sick. Leave me alone.

My stomach tosses violently.

My mouth is dry. I cannot see.

It aches within my bones.

You cannot stop my tears.

It's too late for your regrets.

You've already made your bets.

You can't take back the years.

And damn you to the pits of Hell!

You worked so hard for your facade:

An astoundingly carnal demi-god.

And you kept it far too well.

You sucked me into your fantasy

And left me where the tide is high,

And watched me sit and wait to die.

You alone did this to me!

Stop looking at me that way:

Your eyes full of deep laments,

Your body perfect, heaven-sent.

You know what I'm going to say.

I cannot slow my beating heart...

Damn this love I feel for you!

Damn this heart! And damn me too.

I knew it from the start.

I can't escape your evil spell.

I can't forget your lovely eyes

Watching as my chest would rise,

Watching as it fell.

God will curse me for this sin...

But though my pain runs deep and strong,

I cannot hate you for this long...

Consider it all forgiven.

Published by A Powers

FIND WHAT YOU WANT ON MY ORGANIZED WEBSITE http://awriterpowers.yolasite.com/ A. Powers is an English major and longtime freelance writer. She enjoys sharing her experiences with crafts, films and other...  View profile

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