Gradient - Love exists, even in the gutter, cast a stone in the murky water, and feel my heart flutter. Stagnant lust rattles over restless bones, desolated twines tangle over the thrones. You can witness the branches towering over above, but you’ll never see how deep the roots grow below. I am the clouds that hold a grey overtone. The reaper of love comes and takes me to places I’d rather not go. You are the breeze that tries to carry me when I am gone, I guess I’m lost with which ever way the wind blows. Will anyone ever want to call my heart their home. I am the steps you took when you were running away from everything you used to be. I was once the air you were flailing your arms in despair. The Winter came and you felt like you were home again. I was the roots of the flowers you bloomed that day. When I’m gone, I’ll never truly go away. Restless souls cling to those who remain. The gates you opened would of flooded my heart if I wasn’t so hollow. I feel bereavement for those already beneath me. But would you even believe me? You said I lack empathy. Now I'd give anything to feel leaves on the trees, or the roots being ripped from my teeth. This pain grows so deep. If I take my life in the forest, will I drift up the mountain steep? There is no existence in hope. I couldn’t see the clarity through my doubt. I could only see the light through the rope. Darkness in life is all that surrounds me. I went searching for love and only death found me. I’ve found myself stitching the seams, after separating the difference between my reality and dreams, there was love and there was hate, and we found ourselves somewhere in between.
