Dusk..

The golden river of dusk

Piercing my thoughts like an ivory tusk;

The crescent moon’s light,

So engrossed with the clouds in its fight.

The betrayal wasn’t mine

And nor was it yours.

It was of the circumstances which weren’t fine

And this left you without any cures.

Your stabbed knife is poking out of my spine.

I’ll take it out and make it a shrine.

It shall remind me of the your treachery

And to the world of your duplicity.

What made you commit this heinous crime?

What brought on you to bring this time?

My heart rings like a bell.

It beats faster ‘cause you taught me to beware.

It screams out for someone, someone to trust.

It breaks down crust by crust, turning to rust.

“Be brave. Don’t go to the grave.

Trust me, I’m yours to hold.”

Behold an angel from the heaven

Who came down to fill the week of seven.

She gave me herself, she gave me her trust.

She prevented me from turning to rust.

She held me, she held my soul

Finally in my abyss of life, I saw my goal.

Betrayals are a part of life.

Time betrays me this time.

Time took her away, he took away my life.

Without betrayals, for destiny, life isn’t worth a dime.

I tell myself that it happens for it is life.

I tell myself that she’ll be watching me from above.

I tell myself that she’ll still be mine.

I tell myself that she’s still there, like air.

But what about you? You betrayed me.

I need someone to trust.

Someone who won’t give me a shove

Tell me, will you be this lonely prey’s dove?

-A.J.J.R.