My panic is rising
Love is inconvenient
I’m caught between worlds
I fear your devoid of empathy
I fear you won’t find your way back to me
Still big and bright in my memory
Hovering over me as I sleep so haunted
Still writing the pages of my life in indignation and deep sentiment
They propose
Is it love in manifest of a smear campaign
I refuse to dignify the question
It stands irrefutable
And only I
Know the answer
So our happy ending story
Awakening
Revere
Buried deep inside of me
Its all tentative
In all honesty
The story will go on
Until I say so
So anger turned
Into inspiration
My unrealised potential
Was burning a hole in my stomach
Now tangible
Free to fly
With rainbow colours
Fear not the outcome
This transformation
Is made for us
Knowledge and instincts
To make good use to finally connect
For a beautiful time ahead
No fear or stress
You paved my way
With your blood sweat and tears
Ruthless aspirations
Your karma is
You were merely a pawn
To keep my seat warm
So thank you
Yes you should be green eyed
If I elect to subscribe
However you will find
I don’t go low to scheme and manipulate
At the expense of another woman
I accomplish my needs met
I subjugate
On merit alone 
Drown me in lies
See me gasp for air
Intoxicated
Cover me in lies
Then annihilate
Those illicit lovers
Love is a cliche
That I scratched into
And rattled
Guilty
Articulating
Your ugly
Suicide
With reassuring words
In rags and ribbons
She takes my hand
I plead
To over look
The obvious
That is eating away at you
Eventually
All things
Return
To its
Original source
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