Of Love And Regrets

How life,
Can be compared to the knife.
Starting out sharp,
And dangerous.
To become dull,
Harmless.
The time is now,
To bury the knife,
Bring fourth the free and flowing life.

Watching the alcohol,
Drink me from the glass.
I drain away,
Constantly filled,
Drowning whatever was good,
That never lasts.

The hope,
An overrated thought,
That one day you can be the same again.
Forcefully thrust deep into change,
A wild animal pleads it's not a man,
This is not real life,
Living to pretend,
Too late now trapped,
And I'm the one who built the cage.

Why now,
Do I feel as a ghost,
Unnoticed,
I come and go.
Ear shattering silence,
A bitter game,
Learning to forget that feeling,
Making it easier to break away.

For Jessica
Who snatched up my heart,
Even though I gave it to you,
And endured my wrath,
As well as everything I put her through.
She still embraced it,
Not a thought in the mind of ties to sever,
That is why my love,
It will belong to you forever.