I'm feeling the 𝖆𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖈𝖙 of love.
"𝐖𝖍𝖞?" I asked.
My heart feels cold now like
frozen hands with no gloves.
Tell me this isn't real? I'm curled
away from the world, concealed.
"𝐍𝖔𝖙 𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖓..." I've felt this before.
I'm yearning, breaking down... down... down...
Walls cave in from around... around... around...
Fond memories are what I have got.
If they haunted me anymore I would
be branded like cattle screaming of
bloody murder each time I felt their
fiery sting, heat rising from thought.
"𝐋𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊!" I cry.
The voices go ringing... ringing... ringing...
The shadows singing... singing... singing...
"𝐘𝖔𝖚'𝖛𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖙!" they reply.
I'm feeling the 𝖆𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖈𝖙 of love.
My soul feels cold now like white
winter snow dancing from above.
Seams have not mended, I'm ripped apart.
Dearly beloved is signed per nothing more,
acquainted silence from death 'til we part.
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