The darkness
calls, softly,
seductively,
begging you to
sleep,
whispering
soothing, relaxing
words
in your
mind,
and you let
yourself be
blinded
by love,
by misguided,
misdirected
love wasted,
on the most
precious of
things,
begotten
in a dark
and vile manner,
and the rose colored
glasses you wear,
blind you to reality,
you to the future,
you to the suffering
you will succumb to,
all because...
you were a fool
to take back
the wrongs,
to let the
darkness back
inside,
even though
the love
smolders away,
dying, killed,
murdered,
by your own hand...

you killed my love,
killed for the
chance to make
a grave mistake,
the repercussions
you will feel
for life...
all for what?
all for what...

you left the circle...
you could have
walked away forever...
but you gave in
and let the circle of pain
suck you back in...
and now you know
you face it forever,
for it is too late
to break free...

you've signed away
your life, your future...
all for what...
all for what...?
You're part of the
circle now...
you cannot break free,
bound by a chain of wrongs,
tied to your death,
like I am tied to the other half of my soul...
inexplicable,
inexorable,
inexpiable...