My Dear

Another silent conversation,
No need to fall upon deaf ears,
No need to shout the words of hatred,
When your eyes say it all, my dear,
Eyes that bore right through me
Plant their angry seeds in my head,
To fester in my memory
Feeding thoughts of sweet revenge.

Sailing on a stormy sea,
Fighting hard against the tempest,
Waves of anger crash down on me
Form north, south, east and west,
I am surrounded by your scornful storm,
Besieged by your irate resentment,
Maybe I should pack and go
Before I'm too far gone for redemption.

I've watched the angel fall from grace
Within the well of drunken liquor,
I've seen your beauty disintegrate,
I've watched the change with fear and terror,
So scared of what you might do next,
I feel a prisoner to your demands,
I wish I'd never made the vow,
"Your wish is my command!"

It's hard to leave when I still feel love,
Held within an ancient memory
Of when we first met beneath the stars,
Of all the promises you made to me.
Those promises now lie broken
Among the shattered dreams,
The nightmare of your hostility,
No peace from your piercing screams.

A knife, a life, your puncture heart,
I try to hold back the flow of blood
As it seeps between my fingers.
But why should I feel remorse?
Why should I feel guilt or shame
When you've tormented me all these years?
I laugh a nervous cackle,
But still relief brings tears.

As I stand before my gallows,
I feel Death descend his blackened hood,
To drain the brightness of the sun,
So appropriate to my solemn mood.
The preacher whispers prayers of comfort,
But I am not afraid to die,
The only fear I cringe from
Is meeting you on the other side.