This weakness in my soul, a prisoner of my heart

Lord, how I tried to push her apart

But there I was standing at her door

Beckoning to be hurt, stiff to my core

Seeing my yearning splash high on her wall

Seeing it splatter, tear and fall

With colours so bright they would make me forget

The tight pain that had risen in my chest

Deep in the darkness as I dived down

I found nothing but dense brown

So, where were all the colours of my wall?

Why could I not see them at all?

These stains had tarnished, tried and cried

No longer could they numb my ache dry

Lucky are those whose love was reciprocated

Even if for a flash before they were suffocated

I know now as I am wise

Love is an illusion that will entice

If you fall you will see

That love isn’t really a victory

It is a fleeting, so impure

It will leave you craving for more

Beckoning to be hurt, stiff to your core

Forever darkness is the only cure

In it I am timeless, I am at peace

In it she no longer holds my release

In my dark hands, behold my keys

Thank you my colours of roadkill wall

Lest I forget a painful fall

The wound of loss, of my soul, of my heart

I am one with you, not apart