As I am mystified by your beauty, you prepare your attack. Sweet and beautiful, I don’t understand. I fall into a valley of Lilies. The valley of death. Your presence is uneasy and I sense the danger. Darkness consumes you and the yelling begins. Frightened, I just want this to end. You are dear to me and you’ve vanished. I stood by and listened, while you were in command. The love I have for you sealed my heart with needles. I was your voodoo doll with lost direction. Has this really all come to an end? Please, just let this be pretend. I don’t want to lose you, again. My heart will forever be depressed and not until now, have I ever felt regret.
November 29, 2011