My darkness smiles:
I killed you yesterday.
It was so easy, so fast.
(the treasure of mind)
I hate your still eyes,
Everything I couldn’t
find where you used
to stand, everything
I couldn’t tell you or
understand when you
smiled and I was lost,
and I was wild.
I killed you and it was
such a pleasure when
I sent you to hell. Who
Could foretell such a
tragedy? Who could guess
this fatality? As I told
myself a long time ago
I have no time for
sentimentality:
you can only reap
what you sow.
My darkness smiles:
I killed you yesterday.
Now I can sit and relax.
Now I can forget your
worn words and my paid
score. My heart you ripped
and tore, my soul you squeezed
and swept.
Oh! My love, I wept, I wept.
Oh! My love, I crept, I crept.
My darkness is free.
Now tell me when you look
at me, what can you see?
The woman I was or the
woman you helped to
destroy? True love or
just a toy?
Nothing really matters
anymore.
I am free. Can you see
my black wings? Can you
see the monstrosities you
painted upon my heart and
around our rings?
My darkness smiles.
I killed you.
I know the purity of despair.
I killed you in my heart,
in my soul, in my life.
(I swear, I swear…)
Karla Bardanza
Yes, we kill the pain. Then we feel helpless until we rebuild ourselves without having to rely on defenses. Time it takes time...
ReplyDeleteI love the strength in this, to severe death from you. Powerful! EXALT