Weltschmerz

I've had my chapters before I met you
Chapters that were passionate in the beginning that ended with
"You love me until you don't."

One chapter died without closure; as if I was left at the altar
Years spent trying to understand the holy mess
Years wasted trying to weave and mend what's broken
Only to uncover later it never really matters
I was in agony

Chapter two then began just as hope was about to cease
But abruptly it ended with
"You're not very Christian for me."
Frankly I find that pathetic; it wasn't worth my tears
Though I went to bed after a few bottles of beer
I was in agony

Chapter three isn't worth mentioning
Pure lust on one end and it ended slowly with treachery
Then a 'modern romance' sparked
Lecherous, hostile, revolting, revengeful; I hated everything
I was in agony

The fourth chapter... It was a soap opera
The kisses scorched me
My body trembled every time he pulls me closer
Two hearts together, and I thought
"This probably is the beginning of my last chapter."
I was wrong and I thought
"Forever is over."
Again.. I was in agony

And here is a new chapter... Are we writing it together?
Or will I be the one pulling it together?
Once again be in agony?

-PRK-

Doleful Devotee

My heart is beating like my percussion
It's beating for an atomizer of affection
The calmest adjuster to my passion
The cheesiest romance to my deviation
The dearest bidder to my emotion
The clearest thrust to my expectation
The amplifier to my creation
That dusters my competition
That see me through my destination
That walk me through expectation
Without detention
Or indeterminate sentence
Because I'm the bouffant devotee to the platform
Of Shakespearean’s rotation
Pain and pleasure with no question
It's just one of those profound conversation
The repetition crime of fairytale
Matter fact, I'm the repetition crime many would compel
For I fall again in love with the King
Whose wives and mistresses rhythms are in sync
But this fervor inside is burning my palm
For the ocean's waves is never at calm

-PRK-