Died

In the flash of a moment , she comes swirling around from nowhere. She's youthful , young and full of life . Her presence intoxicates the air , her laughter fuels my wanton soul. I dig deeper into her...every minute, every passing breath , till she envelops me in her comforting embrace.

Such is her charm that i start breathing her before she knows. If sin is pleasure , i sail in its vast oceans. I ride her crests and troughs.By then , she's me and I'm her.

And it is then , that she reveals her true colors. She's not the balm, i realize , she is the very sting i thought she would nurse. Her hidden weapons , her calculated moves catch me unawares everytime. Her presence reeks of the smell of deceit. She's savage, like the wild fire , destroying what she had herself created once.

That is how she goes for the kill . An unexpected moment , a sudden stab , a gaping wound and throbbing pain that lasts forever.

That is how i die a slow death.
Each time , every time.

We'll invent colors
To paint our dry souls with

We'll splash
Into pools of blissful ignorance

We'll make music
From dead leaves and broken chords

We'll tap dance
On this world's sanity

We'll ropewalk
The thin line between good and bad

We'll learn
The best way there is to unlearn

We'll laugh away
The things we couldnt cry for

For once
We'll have our cake
..and eat it too!

Brazen truths
Of a make believe world

Are like a mirage
In the sweltering desert

Alleviating the want
And aggravating it at the same time