I may not return
said before
self-fulfilling travesty
this life
when love
finds measure
instead of what some believe
an eternal fire.
Walking away
from truth
feeds that hypocrisy
the human condition
meant only
to live
mechanics in a mundane
circle of
defeat.
I will walk
alone
yet a steadfast
pain
in my heart
will remind me
forever
hers is a love
he knew
though she pretend away
her beauty
her passion
her honesty
truth.
We act
in such a way
the frailty
of our inherent fear
steps in front
that vulnerability
will
might
does return
while the other
steps away.
Oh don’t believe
the cursed nature
of a spurned
heart
may remain
forever cold.
Seasons change.
this might be my last piece for awhile.
© Scott F Savage 2019
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