The unfortunate, ill-fated war counsellor with a wild spirit.

The day had come when lovers had to say goodbye

Silent thoughts about how we got here & why

Clouded my mental like the gas chambers in Auschwitz Concentration Camps
As I quietly suffocated under the words you uttered of separation

I searched for hope as the life in me slowly escaped

I remembered our first date 

Wrapped around magical auras of blended hue

Through the wound dug deep I saw you

And a glimpse of a day brand new flickered

Convinced our love was real

The walls of past experiences erected high

I only hoped in time they’d be torn down to the ground

Pound by pound for new construction of a new love found

Moments that we shared together slipped through the cracks

I gathered my false senses and packed it in

This is what you want so be it as I stood up and turned my back

I felt a large part of me stay behind & the option to look back again was not there.