Sweet Glory

I think we both know that we are not gonna make it.
But we are still trying.
Aren't we.

Deeply sad.
Deeply depressing.
Don't even give me that look.
Don't you think abut giving up.

What took most of our crescent..
I don't care.
I don't fear.
I will not be present.

You need to breathe.
You need to see what I can no longer.

The water marks and blood stains on the sheets.
Deliverance stalks a new crave.
I lay here without shame and defeat.
I look at you. You look at me.

You start to whimper, only to scream.
Pull out the gun.
Can't believe this will be no fun.
But I cannot breathe like this anymore.

I love you now.
I loved you then.
You are my lover and my best friend.
I love you tomorrow.
I'll always be in love..with you.
I'd die for you.

Oh Sweet Glory.
There is one way out.

Dedicated To: The Movie "The Mist" twisted into my wildest dreams.
Written: 8.26.12 (Sun.)