A hint of poetry.

It's coming

God damn.

She's so gorgeous, [smiles] laying here in my arms.

She's safely with me; no one else can do her harm.

I have yet to hate the feeling of her face laying on my chest.

Her beautiful amber marbles closed to be at rest.

Dreaming with her imaginative canvas where the world let's her be at ease.

The wind blowing against her hair, the never ending breeze.

Where the both of us don't reek of stress.

The feeling of being caved in by everything at any second was endless.

Where day by day, life was tearing us apart.

And even now that I feel so close, when she wakes up we'll resume to being far.

Our hearts plead to avoid the harm that we're doing to each other.

but our defensesr act like an overprotective brother.

so we fight, we argue, we battle, we disagree, we differ

to the point where sometimes I wonder why I'm still with her.

It always start with the overwhelming silence in the morning.

Not one of her loving phrases said, one of her strategic warnings.

Where without a brightly lit sign, she shows me to beware, and stay away.

and her wish is a command so I just go astray

At night without us being yet asleep, this is where the nightmare begins.

Where venom is thrown at us like unbearable winds.

our anger ignites

and starts out the fights

words are said, that can never be taken back

but when she passes the line, i stop dead in my tracks

I stare at her beauty, the delicacy of this cover

she's shoots sharp words that won't ever let these wounds recover.

my thoughts rush at me as quick as adrenaline

she was once a sweet girl but now everything she says is so venomous.

I've changed her

and she has become a complete stranger.

I'd do anything to go back in time.

Retrieve the lost moments, is that such a crime?

But my lover, she's becoming so weak.

All of her colors are fading, and I am the one held responsible for that leak.

I squeeze her tight because soon she'll give up on me.

She'll want to let go and be free, look for those colors that were lost at sea.

because of me, she'll never get them back,

all those colors were replaced with pure heavy black.

I should have. I could have. I would have.

I should have held you all those times we threw venom at each other.

I could have prevented so many tears, but I let them fall one after another.

I would have showed you so many things you have yet to discover.

and now I know it's coming.