Ugly Poetry

Treacherous Decline.

I've been told that love is happiness,

I've been told that love is misery,

I've been told that love you can't express,

But I'll tell you what it's done to me...

Once a plane that flied as high,

As high as you could ever see,

Smiling all across the sky,

Then plummetting to the sea, helplessly.

Could it be, a tragedy?..

The screams went along the lines,

Of, help me something's wrong with me!!!

A straight path that lost it's line

Rubbish, awash the indigo sea...

Once a lion in the jungle,

The wilderness under my paws,

Never thought from glory I would stumble,

I never imagined such a flaw,

That lioness I loved to death,

Has now come to rob my last breath...

My coldness brought chilling snowflakes,

Protected beauty from a fiery stench,

Then a hell fell upon to take,

My beauty, my love,...my bestfriend??

She made me happy, I swear it, I do!

The looks she laid at me, tore my heart in two,

Love is indeed, a mystery, of happiness and misery,

But I plead, that treachery, was the finesse that it brought me!....