circles

[chainmace]

Faithful love, relentless passion
All the sappy romance imagined by Hollywood
Roses, chocolates and flowers, splendid
Dinner and dancing
Serenades
Endless nights in strong arms
Comfort and snug
Warm and endearing
A body pressed against yours so right
The epitome of eros-

Lies, all lies: none exist
All heartbreak and sorrow
Agony in solitude
Endless nights alone
Sitting by the window, waiting
waiting
waiting
. . .
for someone to come
tragic hope, exacerbated by more hope
succumbs to nothingness
for in the end there is only pain
followed by more pain
I only feel pain

A heart full of love
Blackened to the core
Rotted from the inside out
I die without nothing
I die day by day
I die already dead

This life is in vain
Living in circles of labor
Temporary pleasure
Fated end
And so we wither away
Whether in 8 months
Or 80 years
We die, We die

With my last ounce of strength
I spit on the ground
Gaia, and all her reasons for bearing me
Even the Earth rejects me
And so I die

I die

I die, in limbo
Neither Heaven nor Hell gives me entry

The soul, destined to live on forever
Does not live in life, it cannot die
It merely exists
in solitude

We humans speak in circles
think in circles
live in circles
die in circles