Retrospective…

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My eyes can see clearly now…
Through the pain we amassed…

To understand it for what it was…
Enough time has now passed…

And penetrate those defences…
The walls that we both built…

Constructed with our anger…
As we allowed our love to wilt…

A love that was once so beautiful…
But became toxic and decayed…

And the cast iron trust we held…
Gave way to feelings so betrayed…

Whilst in the heat of the moment…
Those vicious words wounded…

Becoming arrows of destruction…
Before we both finally concluded…

The only way to move forward…
Was six degrees of separation…

Some space and time to think…
Without any fear of vilification…

But now I’m able to look back…
Even though it’s all very raw…

And see we never stood a chance…
In that cold degenerating war…

As those cracks are now so vivid…
I see where it began to fall apart…

Yet we never saw it coming…
As we fumbled along in the dark…

Living in a disconnected world…
Dominated by our selfish actions…

Never seeing the bigger picture…
And burdened by slow reactions…

Which allowed those demons in…
Those sinful thoughts to grow…

So when our greatest test came…
Those weaknesses were shown…

And I can see it clearly now…
But at the time I was consumed…

Eyes filled with rage and jealousy…
That destroyed and left us doomed…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Jealous Guy” By John Lennon

 

Clarity…

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The deafening silence…
Those futile gestures…
 
They trample feelings…
While bitterness festers…
 
As it’s happened before…
Now it’s started again…
 
And the instant replay…
Brings instant pain…
 
Whilst descending clouds…
Of opposite thoughts…
 
Bring feelings of anger…
Pointing out all the faults…
 
But with tension mounting…
And each anxiety attack…
 
Those beautiful memories…
Now fade into black…
 
As the cigarette burns…
It’s spinning out of control…
 
With a broken spirit…
And a battered soul…
 
Leaving nothing behind…
All senses are numb…
 
It feels never ending…
But it’s only just begun…
 
And stood in isolation…
Trying to hide away…
 
The teardrop won’t fall…
But the heart’s in decay…
 
Always battling demons…
Blocking out those voices…
 
Forever finger pointing…
And criticising choices…
 
Yet the distant thunder…
Leads to clearer thinking…
 
The sudden realisation…
That our sun is slowly sinking…
 
With no time to look beyond…
No need to delve deeper…
 
Because in this very moment…
You know it’s time to leave her…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973
Inspired by song “Oh my love” by John Lennon

“I began to lose control”…

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It whispers through the trees…
Bringing the storm behind it…

It’s in the corner of your eye…
Hoping that you’ll submit…

Its voice is always talking…
On a mission to distract…

It takes pleasure in your pain…
And the way that you react…

You’ve tried to out run it…
But it’s always been there…

Hidden in the Moon’s soft glow…
And the Sun’s harsh glare…

It’s watching and it’s waiting…
But never letting you breathe…

As it twists and it distorts…
Begging you to receive…

And give in to its darkness…
Be consumed by it all…

It wants to enter inside you…
And bear witness as you fall…

With a morbid curiosity…
As it assumes full control…

No matter how hard you fight…
It will take over your soul…

You won’t be the first…
And you will not be the last…

It’s had so many victims…
From the present and the past…

You will become one of many…
Who’ve had their soul removed…

Don’t allow it to enter…
You don’t have anything to prove…

It will knock at your window…
And taunt you from afar…

It will tempt and persuade…
Till the door is open ajar…

Allowing it to attack…
Allowing it to consume…

Because it will begin your ending…
And it will bring your doom…

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“He didn’t notice that the lights had changed”…

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He opens his eyes,
to Red sky in the morning…

Understanding the message,
he recognises the warning…

Wrapped in natures beauty,
but steeped in superstition…

His heart fills with fear,
at what may come to fruition…

And floods his weak body,
with a nauseating stress…

Such a paralysing power,
that leaves him so helpless…

And open to an attack,
from dark forces within…

The voices in his head and
the Sirens who sing…

As he tries to block them out,
tries so hard to function…

Amidst all the wreckage,
praying for an injunction…

So he can sit on a swing,
as the day slowly passes…

Watching the gliding birds,
through Zen like glasses…

Listening to the sound,
of the creaking, unoiled chain…

Lost in that moment,
with peace in his brain…

A million miles away,
from all that he knows…

The pain in his heart,
like a cancer, it grows…

As the scars he carries,
amongst the mental stresses…

Colour his daily view and
very slowly depresses…

And as that blood Red sky,
brings its visible warning…

He prays he’ll make it through,
to face another morning…

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“I didn’t want to hurt you”…

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The lights are low…
As the music plays…

Through the darkness…
He watches her betray…

Her slender hips grinding…
Locking lips with another…

She’s lost in the moment…
Eyes focused on her lover…

Forcing him to turn away…
And close his tearful eyes…

Struggling to bear witness…
To the root cause of her lies…

But he needed to know…
He just had to be sure…

And lost in the music…
The evidence is secured…

He feels his anger rising…
But tries to keep control…

As each lingering kiss…
Stabs his jealous soul…

His heart angrily drums…
As the pair decide to leave…

Hand in hand with each other…
His lover and the thief…

But he can take no more…
His anger begins to explode…

He followed the pair outside…
And just had to unload…

This broken and betrayed man…
With Red mist in his eyes…

Now stands in the darkness…
Underneath a starless sky…

Blood dripping from his hands…
As a knife lies on the floor…

After slaughtering one…
He instinctively wanted more…

Condemning the lovers…
To an eternity together…

Whilst removing his pain…
But staining his soul forever…

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Amazing art by http://sheat.deviantart.com/art/Lovers-on-the-dancefloor-31523054

“No one you can save, that can’t be saved”…

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Her name is Gabriella and
she serves with a smile…

All the passing travellers,
who sit and rest a while…

Hundreds of different eyes,
each and every day…

A thousand false smiles,
as she wishes time away…

Waiting for the one,
to walk into the room…

Sweep her off her feet and
free her from this tomb…

End the mind numbing,
switch on the electricity…

That will light up her soul,
not heat up Black coffee…

Her eyes mask her history,
the path that led her here…

The men that she encountered,
who filled her life with fear…

They pushed her to the limit,
tried to break her spirited soul…

In a world of drugs and vice,
they were in full control…

But she somehow made it,
found the escape route…

Yet now she pines for more,
as she dishes out the soup…

Looking for kindness,
in each and every interaction…

Searching for a White knight,
not just sinful distraction…

Someone to make sense,
of this cold, cruel Earth…

Someone who will hold her and
value her worth…

Her name is Gabriella and
love is all she needs…

Searching all the travellers,
that she hosts and feeds…

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“And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me”…

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Overwhelmed by the task,
of living day to day…

Consumed by a darkness,
that makes her so afraid…

Dreading the mornings and
so scared of the night…

She’s paralysed and sweating,
daren’t switch off the light…

Or close her tired eyes,
unsure what will be found…

Night becomes her open coffin,
buried deep underground…

With her eyes blankly staring,
not seeing wood for the trees…

And each tiny little thing,
forcing her to bended knees…

Screaming out aloud,
hoping her God will hear…

Take pity on her soul and
release all her fear…

As she kneels before him,
to prove that she believes…

And for him, do anything,
so she one day may receive…

His power and his glory,
flowing through her veins…

Make her feel strong enough,
so that she can remain…

Trapped in the illusion,
that her life has a purpose…

And these trials and tribulations,
will somehow be worth it…

When she gets her reward,
in the life that’s to come…

Away from the sadness and
this girl who’s become…

Overwhelmed by the task,
of living day to day…

Consumed by the darkness and
held under the Devil’s sway…

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