Aftermath

by Becky

A transition of love,
a spectacle of hate,
it would take pure evil,
to decide my fate.

You may have loved,
that much is true,
but it's beyond belief,
that we are through.

I can't give up,
something you won't try,
these new powers are mine,
those I refuse to deny.

But I'll never reach you,
or so you say,
do your best to convince,
I won't go away.

I'd wait to the end,
choosing good over bad,
I can't lose you now,
risk all I had.

See me as the man,
you did before,
learn to trust,
give a little more.

By ending a life,
you saved me from Hell,
feelings still remain,
ones I sense all too well.

If you look to the future,
forget a troubled past,
we can start over,
make ourselves last.

But instead you stray,
away from what you know,
away from my heart,
you'll continue to go.