Emptiness

He came to me like dust underneath my bedroom mat,

He hid perfectly under my unbuttoned bed,

Lashing my soul for all the goodness I had given to fermented hearts,

The man I had chosen to be my knight and shinning amour,

He emerged like hail winds on a sunny day,

Reminding me of how I still was of flesh and blood,

With my heart torn into three hundred billion pieces,

My mind, my body – still like the Indian ocean beneath the Earth,

Happiness is what I knew that day,

Constant reminders of the wrongs I had done to be in the right,

He never showed me any mercy, He was strong hearted and so was I,

He held me like I was a diamond once, a ruby worth the nothinglessness of this haven,

But today He held me again… even far better than what I’d do to Satan himself,

He ripped everything on me,

The rose I had carried in my hair half my life,

Eight worst hours that I single-handedly kept count minute by minute,

Hoping that God would appear to me and take me home,

When he met his end, my beginning was just on its take off,

Leaving me to deal with my fairy-tale stories and beliefs,

Perhaps I never knew princes could also rob the guilty,

Rob them of their innocence, human nature and sin…