Something gnaws at me
Shredding the scars of my heart
Left to bleed again
Cleanly cut by razor blades
Love’s left to spill on the floor
Why pain in passion
So much that it breaks the heart
Contradictory
Is not love the greatest joy
As promised from up above
Perhaps I’m fickle
Believing that love is grand
Like in fairytales
If this turns out to be false
Then I am a born victim
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sillhouetted owl
Feathers ruffle silently
Who will be his prey
~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A cataclysm
Things…
Not just any things, but everything
Erupting…
Spewing fire, rock, ash
Vesuvius in the flesh
Raining devastation in torrents
Emotions flooding
Consuming everyone…
Nothing is spared
Rage uncontrollable
Wielding immense power
Resulting in blood and tears
Those that worship are left in ruins
Blaming themselves…
Their actions for this travesty
Without shame
Destructive behavior persists
Until there was nothing left
Nothing, but ashes and rubble
And a legacy of carnage
That will last for generations
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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