KalineReine

I hope my absence haunts you...   More than that, I hope my absence Bring you the peace That my love could not...   I will use our old, broken memories To build new ones, Forged from the fires Of the remnants of my kingdom...   I can sense you there, Like a phantom, or a spectre From another world, Haunting the edges of my sanity...

So deeply hurt You can't say anything, At all... Et all.   You say you love me, But. The venom, Dripping from your voice, Says otherwise.   And it kills me inside.   You will hate me By the time it's done, But I can't be What you want from me.   I'm sorry.

The truth is... That. Talking traps you.   When galaxies build their towers toward the sky, And when we are mere mortals once again, And when the shadows consume themselves.   And When.   Ànd... When?   The truth ... is.

I loved you, But you made me Hate you...   Erase me, Like a bad memory, Knowing all the while, I will always haunt you...   Once all of the stars Have gone dark, Fading into black...   Tell me... Is it midnight In your garden?

And it crawls s l o w l y Like a spider,   Disjointed at the seams and feeding on The miserable screams of the broken Remnants of the past.   Here comes The Prince, Riding his sacred elk of yore and yen, Sixpence none the wiser nor any so worse for wear.   As a tree-swept wind, Melancholy nihilist, Lost inside my Sacred solitude...   Combing through The Ruins Always searching, Burning and yearning For You.   And it bled; It still bleeds...   Inken blackness Pouring From my heart,   F o r e v e r .

Looking at ghosts From ages long since passed, Seething with the agony That had washed over my eyes, The pain was just too much to stand.   I hate that you just left me there to die...   Well, I am dead now, And it's because You killed me.   Just as you are dead to me, For the same reason.

Life is in the breath, For the universe breathes too, We are only here for a single sigh, In and out; Only once.   As the cosmos, And all that is within it, Expands and contracts, Cleansing itself, Healing; Healing us.   Breathing is movement, And motion is not fleeting, It is here forever.   We are not.  

I have paid the toll To cross the river Styx...   Now, you will never see me Anymore, Just a faded memory Of all the bitterness That lies within The human heart...   Wild; And untamed...   Forever lurking Around foreboding corners, Merely a sliver Of what used to be a person...   I was never really there.  

You're still living rent-free in my head, Can't wait until the day that you're dead, Your existence alone fills me with dread, Ask me and I'll just say something nice instead...   Ripping the twisted knife from my back, Knowing you're only jealous of what you lack, It was you who kept me from getting my life on track, I left all of you there, I'm never coming back...   Your anger burns a hole through your heart, That's why you love to hate on my art, Now I know I deserve this fresh new start, I've found my love and not even you can keep us apart...   Not in all of your wickedness can you win, Nothing will ever dim the light that shines within, You claimed that I was tainted by your sin, Then wondered why I would never let you in...   Remember back when I wrote you that letter? Even then, I always knew that I deserved better, Unlike you, I've always been a real go-getter, And then there's sad little you, my forever debtor...   Always acting like I owe you everything, Any help you give

Oh, I see how it is... I see it all... I see.   The way that it knots, And frays, in Ever-lasting agony...   Welcome to life.   Existence is through suffering, Else not at all, Not even in vain, Nor vein, It is all...   Everything.   Consumes us all... To die, lackadaisically, Severing ties, To fan the flames...   The ones.   The only ones.