Forbidden

A mind of quicksand; a void of stillness

Forbidden is love; forgotten is kindness.

I reach out to you in the hopes

That you mirror the treachery bubbling inside me,

That you will chase behind

If I sprint off into oblivion.

Your reflection blinds me-

You mirror the treachery to its fullness.

A fool I was, thinking you'd chase behind,

When you cut off my legs from under me.

My fingers reach out still and my lips quiver

As you stand over my writhing form

But you..., you turn you back to me

And you walk away.

My flesh stings with a consuming agony

The music of defeat hangs in the air

As your last words strangle my heart.

"Forbidden is love."