Shakespearian Thoughts :: fallenfaerie :: Original Poetry

Shakespearian Thoughts

I beg of thee

Let memories be gone.

Let it be by the

Break of dawn.

But somehow I

Cannot stand the thought

That this was

All for naught

And the light

Is gone from your eyes

While everyday

Another part of me dies

So each day

Brings another fight

Just as darkness

Begins to spread the night

But you are not

Ready to relinquish your hold

Even as our

Bodies go cold

Though your love

Is not a fickle thing

You cannot seem to

Grasp the resentment it brings

And tonight is

The night you feared

Because this is

The end, my dear.