I am a lover.
A daughter to my mother, a sister, a mother to my daughter. I am a fighter, a walking disaster, a basket of laughter. I am a temptress, a fate challenger, a spontaneous catastrophe. I love to be loved, and love to love my love. I will help the helpless, but I am helpless myself. I will live this life til there is no more, because there was nothing before. I will die in my own bed, with these thoughts in my head. Reaching for a pen, writing til the end.
I walk this dusty path, nothing before me but the night.
The sun setting on my left, the moon rising to my right.
The shock of this vast existence takes over my mind.
How can this battle of light and dark be so intertwined?
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Our hunger for one another grows and goes unfulfilled.
A desire that can be matched by no other, you are my weakness.
You have me under your spell, with your touch of passion.
Your fire takes me to another level of temptation, one that I can no longer control.
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There aren't enough words to explain how I feel
My heart is broken and will never heal
The pain is too deep
The emotion too real
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