The Words…

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Is it fair to be…
In love with her…
When she doesn’t care…
Or even notice me…
To carry so much…
When she gives so little…
Always staring through me…
Her touch forever eluding me…
So I suffer in silence…
In anguish and pain…
And watch her face twist at…
The mention of my name…
Blessed with such beauty…
Grace, which I admire quietly…
Hiding my beastly face…
Wishing I could be braver…
Should I chase her affections…
Profess my love out loud…
Would she fall utterly spellbound…
From her untouchable cloud…
And into my protecting arms…
For everyone around to see…
That the one out of reach…
Would even so much as…
More than just look through me…
If she felt all this pain…
And saw through my eyes…
Just how much I feel for her…
She’d react with shock and surprise…
Unrequited, I know it’s unwanted…
I know that this is wrong…
And my heart wasn’t invited…
Yet this is so fucking unfair…
She will never be mine…
I’ll never fully taste those lips…
Under the sinner’s moonlight…
Or dance with her past midnight…
Or take to places she’s never seen…
Her on my arm, like a fairy-tale Queen…
So much better kept to myself…
Try not to let her, or anyone else…
In on my secret, that’s locked away…
Until the time feels right and I can say…
Aloud, or whisper these words in her ear…
Without fear of being damned…
Or being dismissed out of hand…
Is it really fair to be…
In love with her, totally…
When she doesn’t care…
Or even notice me…

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Love Song” Sung by Elton John

“Just you stood there, only in your underwear”…

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Behind the locked door…
Room 2wo 8ight 4our…

The lamplight in the corner…
The gift laid out all for her…

The leather briefcase open…
The minibar seal broken…

The bed nicely made…
Music softly played…

She’s stood in the corner…
Before the one who adores her…

Wearing matching Red underwear…
Oblivious and totally unaware…

Of the feelings he hides…
The Flutterbys inside…

As he gazes upon her face…
And his fingers lightly trace…

Her body and Black hair…
Trying not to focus or to care…

About the world outside…
Pain that makes him cry…

And give himself over…
Not drunk, but not sober…

To the demons in his soul…
Who are in full control…

Whilst lost in her Green eyes…
In-between her slender thighs…

A moment he so craved…
But left him simply enslaved…

To the dark carnal desires…
The lust and the fires…

That infect his blood…
He knows he never should…

Succumb to this weakness…
For this girl’s uniqueness…

And the look she gives…
Makes him feel like she’s his…

But it’s simply not true…
She does what hookers do…

And makes them feel nice…
As they pay for their vice…

Like so many before him…
Who paid cash for their sin…

She made them feel special…
By releasing lust’s Devil…

And playing the part…
Whilst capturing his heart…

And just for a moment…
She provides atonement…

Before leaving the room…
Into her next costume…

As he counts the cost…
The money he has lost…

And a sad lament…
At her lingering scent…

Driving him insane…
Until he sees her again…

Behind a locked door…
It’s all that he lives for…

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“My conscience plays upon me now”…

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What are we afraid of…
The dead will tell no lies…

Everything we’ve hidden…
All the things that we despise…

Like skeletons in the closet…
Locked away from view…

Each of us has them…
Every year we add a few…

Memories so painful…
Of all the things we did…

Darkest black and secret…
And all we were forbid…

We knew what we were doing…
Had the freedom of choice…

The fruit we ate was bittersweet…
Laced with Satan’s voice…

Now we keep them quiet…
And try hard to forget…

Moments where we came undone…
Actions we now regret…

But memories cannot hurt us…
Unless we let them out…

So keep them locked up tight…
Don’t succumb to inner doubt…

Accept we all have demons…
Not one is beyond reproach…

None of us are flawless…
As we ride in life’s stagecoach…

It’s part of the experience…
And all part of life’s plan…

Temptation comes in many forms…
For either women or a man…

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But Eye know what you’re afraid of…

Eye see it in your eyes…

Everything you’ve hidden…

All those sins you can’t disguise…

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“You’re turning into something I detest”…

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There it goes again…
The voice inside his head…

Pushing him to tell her…
He wishes she was dead…

It started out as something…
A plan so perfectly hatched…

Two devious souls colliding…
No strings were attached…

It quickly felt so different…
The fire started way too fast…

She saw the love as precious…
It was never meant to last…

They agreed on all the rules…
She begged to play the game…

Yet here they are months later…
And she’s acting so insane…

A real life weirdo stalker…
Following his every move…

All these threats of violence…
Always distorting the truth…

Acting so neurotic…
Far from the full ticket…

Fooled him with her lies…
Bewitched, he fell for it…

She’s just so fucking evil…
And no fun to be around…

He’s lost all his trust in her…
No love here to be found…

He used to dream about her…
Now lies awake in fear…

Where did this go so wrong…
How did they end up here…

This wasn’t meant to happen…
He’s not hers to command…

He’s tried to be so patient…
And tried to understand…

But there it goes again…
The voice inside his head…

Forcing him to tell her…
He wishes she was dead…

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“She’s not so special, so look what you’ve done”…

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She left him feeling…
So very sick inside…

Just walking away…
As something had died…

A flame extinguished…
That was once so strong…

A fire that burned…
But was so very wrong…

And not meant to be…
From the beginning…

All that was left…
Was an inevitable ending…

Leaving him broken…
His heart on the floor…

It felt so painful…
He couldn’t take anymore…

As it led to such anger…
Words of pure hate…

Was this Karma…
Or was it just Fate…

Payback for actions…
That swam against the tide…

And got harder and harder…
No matter how he tried…

Now he’s all alone…
Sat like a teenage fool…

Mind working overtime…
Wondering what to do…

How to move forward…
How to break her spell…

Regain some control…
Escape from his cell…

Where he’s entombed…
Still held in her sway…

It was always one sided…
From the very first day…

And now he’s left feeling…
So very sick inside…

Was she really so special…
Or was it illusion and lies…

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“Infect me with your love and fill me with your poison”…

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You don’t know what you do to me…
You don’t know how this feels…

All these crazy feelings…
Please tell me this is real…

You leave my poor heart pounding…
My head just fucking spins…

I know that I’m not dreaming…
But not sure where we begin…

This attraction is so powerful…
Am so scared of where it’ll lead…

There will be recriminations…
If these actions do succeed…

Do you realise what you started…
Have you any idea what you’ve done…

This sinful world is not my place…
I miss the warmth of the Sun…

There is danger all around us…
In everything we say or do…

Are you really risking everything…
Or are you taking me for a fool…

Your eyes don’t betray your feelings…
Your mouth won’t give you away…

I misinterpret what you say to me…
Is this just a game you play…

I need to know the answer…
There is so much at stake…

Yet I’m gambling everything…
Knowing it will end in sheer heartbreak…

Maybe I need to see a doctor…
Or at least get some therapy…

I need a way to forget your face…
And end this insane fantasy…

But how do I escape you…
Or wipe you from my memory…

I’m trying hard to forget the truth…
And focus on day to day reality…

You don’t know what you do to me…
Please tell me you feel the same…

All these fucked up feelings…
My soul burns with your name…

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“It’s my soul that you shook”…

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Smiling with his eyes,
quickly gaining her trust…

Too good to be true,
so gentle and yet… just…

Something about him,
something not quite right…

Like he had a dark aura,
that burned so bright…

And one day she saw it,
her heart nearly stopped…

Left her bruised and broken,
as the mask quickly dropped…

So she ran and she ran,
as fast as she could…

Getting far, far away,
leaving him for good…

Regaining some control,
beginning to live her life…

Away from his grasp and
his venomous spite…

Breaking those chains,
running wild and free…

Keeping it so real,
for everybody to see…

Always moving forward,
never daring to look back…

Where memories sit waiting,
to uncoil and to attack…

And unpick the scars,
that time has slowly healed…

Because on this journey,
her true voice was revealed…

And she found a space,
his anger couldn’t reach…

An independent haven,
on her own private beach…

Numbing all her pain,
with a soul filled language…

Revitalising her soul and
repairing all the damage…

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