Twisted Life

Love

Love is a pain
Like no other.
It is a bane,
A burden, a bother.
When it's successful,
Life is wonderful.
When it turn sour
The days seem dark.
The pain of a heartbreak
Can break the soul,
You don't need to be ancient
For that, to know.
The blackness of days
Turns into darker night,
All the while, the pain is a blight.
When you are the cause,
The regret is great.
The wish to change, to try again,
To fix what can never be fixed.
Apologies are not enough,
Neither is the defense of the loved.
Miscommunication is a demon,
Assumptions are evil.
My regrets, apologies, and attempts
None of them matter.
At this point this love is too broken.
I am sorry I am not the one,
I am sorry for pain I may have caused.
I apologize for being broken,
For all the problems,
All my faults,
Despite the fact that none of that
Means anything now.
The beauty of color that we once made
Is now a beauty of darkness.
If there is a glimmer of hope
That I cannot see
I hope you have the nerve to show it.
My heart though shattered waits patiently
No matter how hopeless the world seems.
You helped me prove who I am
And who I could possibly be.
For that to me you seem to be
The best that there can be.
In stark contrast,
I am flawed, a problem, a blight.
I'm sorry for the grief I've caused
But thankful for the love you've given me.

Cora Theresa