your love has spit fire in my heart
the caged lions devoured my judgement
the hawks circle skies for my sanity
your love is a maze of emotions
giving me jolts of pain, of despair
snatching away my peace, my comfort
instilling me with desire, with terror
sculpted me into a defiant, neurotic mess
my mind running wild in circles
my body (now) in convoluted distress
blind to rationality
deaf to logic, to reason
to everything in-between
i am alive to breathe
with you, for you
you are part of
my conscious, my being
today, i loathe you
for i have loved you
more than the stars
love their moon
more than lovers of yesterday
your impossibilities have caged
more than shah jahan and mumtaz
my poor, fragile heart, stampeded soul
your words, your promises, your eyes
have transformed me
i'm a psychotic believer
of impossible realities
oh ! i loathe you
sometimes more than
i have loved you
your love is an imprisonment
a poison waiting to be devoured
rescue me--Love--from your love.
A.M.
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