Embrace the Horror

This page has moved to http://members.tripod.com/dmorte/p.html
The world is a horror. A cruel heartless vampire that sucks the life and happiness out of all of us. In this page, I will embrace the horror with my poetry and musings.


To Love



Do you know what it is to love?
Do you think you know?
To love is to sacrifice.
To love is to feel all the joy and pain of the one you love
To look into her eyes and see the suffering you have caused her
To know you hurt her and to feel her pain stabbing your
Heart like a knife with more pain than is possible physically
To know you hurt her and feel every tear that falls from her
Face like another dagger in your bleeding heart
To see the pain in her face that a thousand hollow promises
And a thousand apologies could never make up for or take away
To love is to hurt, for we hurt the ones we love
It is an inescapable fact of human nature
To love is to hate
To look into your reflection and hate the person in the mirror
To hate yourself for hurting
To love is to feel the knife in your heart twisting violently
At every wound you inflict and know that you are driving her
Closer and closer to her breaking point
To watch helplessly as the pain increases and you know that
One day she will take her love away from you
And your heart will spill more blood than all the martyrs in history
And you will die inside, but still you cannot stop it
You must watch like a spectator as you drive her away
And you are helpless to change, for we hurt the ones we love
And you will die inside, for to love is to hurt, and to love is to die
For as you sacrifice yourself to be given to her, you are dying
And as she walks away from you taking her love with her,
You are dying again, but a hellish, empty death
Hell is not hot. It is cold and alone
To live is to love, to love is to hurt, to live is to die
Do you know what it means to love?
Favourite links
 

Email me on:
[email protected]

This page has been visited times.