Russian RouletteA Poem by Haleythe painfully intoxicating gamble that is love.
Damned if I do,
Damned if I don't. My heart aches with love, But could easily break After confessing feelings previously unspoken of. Do I bite my tongue day after day? Or foolishly play a risky hand At the expense of scaring you away? To have your heart is my desired win, But I laugh and shake my head While I murder the notion within. Pieces of you I've never had Are the most devastating loss of all. You see, the problem is I don't know which way to fall. Shall I reveal mad love for you And ignore the possibility of your disappearing act Being absolute hell to live through? It's all or nothing for me, I refuse to be some kind of in-between. Eventually I'll wise up and ditch that mentality Because my brand of wishful thinking Can only gift me with the cruel b***h-slap of reality. "I love you" could ignite a wildfire Along the path we lightly tread. Or maybe the fear in your heart Will turn your feet cold in time for you to escape, Quitting me while you're still ahead. Silence would've been a safer bet, Bite marks on my tongue hurt significantly less. I played the hand I should've chosen to fold And now, I've broken us, leaving myself quite the mess. To one another, we're nothing but dead, A done deal the moment you chose to get lost. Your departure left an icy chill And that same frigid air writes the epitaph, Inevitably marking out grave. The one you embedded in the frost. © 2018 HaleyReviews
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14 Reviews Added on March 27, 2018 Last Updated on March 27, 2018 Tags: love, heartbreak, life, pain, loss, relationships, friendship, mind, heart, confession Author
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