Rainy Days

H e l l b o u n d

You sit in your prison
Held by love
A flicker of fire
From above

I sit in my cell
Made of grief
As I see
a scorched, burnt leaf

The leaf itself
Fell gracefully through
The painting on the floor
That I drew

I went to look
At the painting on the ground
And realized
That we were hell bound

The devils eyes
Danced even more
His wicked smile
shut your prison door

You walk to you your window
As I walk to mine
Then we realize that
We're far behind

From life,  from heaven and far from time
The eerie flames burned below
And there was no sign of winter snow

Our gazes met
with no sound
and told each other
That we were hell bound

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A broken relationship that can not be mended and can never be the way it use to be. No matter how much the two want to be, the two will always be broken. One is sitting in a prison held by love, the significant other who still has their heart and the other sitting in a cell of grief, holding onto the other's heart and not letting but has already lost love. The two of them go through hell together.
-A