lost, alomost forgoten.

like a trinket in a temple,

the gods have broken me

shattered my heart and

thrown back the pieces

mockery

yet; Here i stand,

no longer alive with flesh

but vengence

all that should have

been mine is now

anothers....

my fault

my heart lingers,

at the tortured soul of

another, who i wish not to part

yet, the broken heart is worth

closing the gap between

our hearts.

self pity;

how shamefull am i,

to forfit another

just for the touch of  your skin

just for your lips

to linger, a little while

longer

truth in matter, i would move

earth, heaven and hell

itself,

to be in your wake

fate takes us from

each other,

and I from this relm,

my heart, a lifelss lump

in my chest,

wasting down to skin

bones,

nothingness.

my foolish heart

wishing for your return

wishing you show

on the doorstop

in the morn,

foolish my thoughts

it is konwn

our bridges burned.

nonsense

what i have is

but dreams in the night

of you and i

 of you holding me tight

of time

long gone, never to be

gained. our love a posession

lost after once gained.