The Cost

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Love/Obsession

i have inside a memory

intangible yet clear to me

something i once possessed

thoughts leaving me depressed

recurring regrets harbor a guilt

a thing that should not have quit

hollow shell filled with remorse

how i know things could be worse

even with this thought in mind

it doesn't make easier the time

that i spend in thought of you

a painful thing that i can't do

memories that hurt the most

seeing a visage, transparent ghost

speaks to me the sweet words

"i love you, baby", all i heard

i long to grasp the intangible

a task that is unmanageable

so i lay in bed dead

running hate through my head

a despise i hold for you

for all that i can't undo

to hold you in my arms

take the bullets, all the harm

i would die to know you live

it is my life i would give

toss myself into the abyss

this hollow life i woudn't miss

just to know your happiness

would give me a longing bliss

even in hell with its pain

it's your love that would reign

i would die for your love

would accept no other dove

i could rhyme all the thoughts

that spin in my head caught

but you are no more near

than the distant thunder i hear

in the storm i try to find

a relief to ease my mind

ray of light to warm my heart

wishing for the clouds to part

to reveal yourself to my soul

to please fill this abyssmal hole

but these cries go unheard

yet i am not deferred

it is your love i will requaint

to this journey i have no complaint

it is you love that will save

even at the cost of the grave...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

it is at the cost of the grave that i know i will feed the crave to fill a hole quench a desire give fuel to the burn and the fire continue an existence that is none to add nails to the fun...

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