Hell In Disguise

I erected there for long,
Building a prolonged stare,
With my eyes searching through the woods,
In an attempt to see beyond the valleys,
Where I believed she vanished.
I could only see the setting sun,
That smiled blankly as it tiptoed to bed.

A movie played in my head,
And flashed images of us in my eyes,
It induced a thin smile in my dry lips,
A smile that never knew my pain.
Tears accompanied the smile,
Forming the frictionless running streams.
The film debilitated my bones,
Compelling a compulsory rest on me.

I remembered the fateful sunset,
When the unknown crawled into her body,
And plucked out the beautiful heart I knew.
I moved closer to her as before,
To check out the forever we planted in our eyes,
And taste the lips I owned.
She hid them from me in a trance,
And drove a slap in my cheek,
She left me shattered like a fallen glass.

I had abandoned the hell I lived,
And built a home in the paradise she created,
Where my tears were washed,
And my wounds healed,
By the love she constantly showered.
I thought the Promised Land it was.

I asked myself what they meant,
When they said the best things in life are free,
But nothing lingered on my head,
'Cause she was never there to prove.
She had left because of the drought in my pocket,
While I thought she was the best thing my life owned.

©chris