Love is full of patience, full of kindness and is tenacious during absent-mindedness.
Love wipes away tears when the host is full of enviousness.
Love calms boastfulness when it throws the heart into a whirlwind of tempestuousness.
Love uplifts and enlivens the weak-willed and self-conscious man when tricked into sheepishness.
Love palliates soullessness and tranquilizes rudeness during a redress for lackluster humanness.
When tempted into self-seeking and self-centeredness, love addresses solutions for this wretchedness.
When tempted into delightfulness for evilness, love rejoices in truthfulness.
When searching for protection and perseverance, love provides a way for trustfulness and hopefulness.
When love finds an inadvertence of faithlessness, it reanimates environments with a new meaningfulness.
Alas! Oh shit! Now in my hatred and failings, love has devolved into vacancy and vapidness.
Love has neglected me in my drabness, so I am fraternizing with love's antithesis, the entity of bitterness.
I am deceived into seeing sacrosanctity in the sanctuary of love's enemy.
Life was surely better when you were gone and lost in the outer darkened assembly,
but now you are approaching faintly and creepily while tugging at me yearningly before arriving closely.
Now that you want more, this is all I have to give in perpetuity.
Now that love is gone, I am surrendering my sanity.
This is a life I should live presently, not after death, and not into eternity.
It is more than I can give and more than I can offer happily,
but I know not what else to believe,
what else to receive,
and where else I can live without an unholy matrimony.
What a moral calamity!
Who or what can save me?
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