Falling

Poetry of melancholy and yearning

Why do I love you like there’s no tomorrow
if you don’t love me anymore today?
How come there’s so much pain and sorrow
where once there was no sorrow or decay?
Can tears burn their way through sunshine?
A glimpse of truth behind the blinding light.
Would you come back by any craft of mine
or shall I keep on losing the old fight?

How long will you torture my senses,
oh, sweet agony I’ll never give up?
Your words are crashing the fences
I’ve gone through such hell to put up.
I want you to defeat me for always –
I can’t be the same anyway.
I feel like going down in flames:
the same routine... the classic way...