Saturday, December 17, 2016

Till Then

Till there's nothing left,
I will never cease loving.
Till there' s nothing left of you.
All that black energy and fantasy
fathered in vain by frustration and despair-
The great rapture has been born,
To end this sad world,
Till there's nothing left.
Till there's nothing left of you.
The hunger, the thirst
The cuts and the bruises
Will completely eat the body.
And soon decay will feast on it.
Till there's nothing left.
Till there's nothing left of you.
Though all that love I fed you
Killed you in its corrupted form,
Still it's love and you know love-
Wherever it is life begins.
Then your bones will grow stronger,
New flesh will cover them again,
You'll be brought back to life
By the same murderous love which I forced upon you.
Then you'll start loving.
You' ll create a different face of love-
Innocent, pure, kind, patient.
A love made by compassion and mercy,
And you will give it all to me!
Alas, a greater rapture.
It will crush my stoned heart and will invade my mind.
Till there's nothing left.
Till there is nothing left of me.

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