The end of love, and poets journey

The end of love, and poets journey

That very first time that I ever

saw you I knew that one day

you and I would be together

in one way shape or form,

and from that night of our

first kiss which caused a spark

causing our fires to rage out of

control down below in our place

of heated passion that has burned

hotter than any sun ever known

as even our two hearts melted

from the heat that rose from

the sheets rising until it came

to an end by your hand,

causing our souls to disconnect

and become lost and confused

as they were grieving over the loss

of a lover and a friend. I know

that we are soulmates who have

lost one another in a war, as the battle

for addiction is ripping apart

whole families and we are just

another casualty in this loves

war. I never quit searching

for she the one who stole my

love but now the time has finally

revealed to me that I have only

been dreaming of the

life we have lived in the past

dreams are what we hope for,

when we close our eyes

and go to sleep, I have found

that mine actually remnants of left

over memories as I buried

all the bad one to hide the pain

to deep. I have always

thought that our love was

meant to forever last,

but finally today after all these

years of giving to you yet never

getting anything back, all that

love that I believed we two have

always shared has has

been nothing more than just one

of the many lies that you have told

to me and actually you yourself believe

my heart and soul have given you

more than they should and all they

had but they were all alone, for your

heart only beats for blood in your veins

while your soul was never born. You

are the one that is guilty and a

trial you should stand with charges

of murder and mayhem for who

it is that I now am.You played your

games to someone who wanted

so bad to believe in you then laughed

as he fell to the ground, You have

shattered my heart beyond repair

no longer will it heal and

I place blame on only for you are

the one who laughed while you murder

my soul as it has never been seen

again. I hope in life you find out

who you really are for when you

fail and fall again and you always do

I promise you

only one last thing I won't be

there to save you this time for your

knock will never be answered

and the phone will continue

to ring. We come from two

different types of people they

are givers and takers by name

As I have always given you everything

that I could and more and

you have only taken advantage of

someone who only asked you

for honesty and nothing

more in return. In closing I have

one last thing that I

want to say when I am finished

writing this letter it will be the

beginning of a very sad day,

Poets are so much more than just

rhyming a few words down

on a page, it is a combination of

emotions and feelings that are

transfused into our ink though

everything that we have gone

through. you have always been

my muse they are the ones

that inspire us the key that

unlocks the door to our gift

that we use now there are

some that will inspire love while

others will stain in hate but

you should feel very special for

not only do you inspire me for

both I have become a master Poet

in art of lies, dishonesty, and my

personal favorites abuse, thievery,

and deceit.

However in order to end this

addiction that I have had to you

for all the drama that you bring

I needed to finally be honest

with myself believing that you

were any more than who

you really are a selfish self

centered addict who cares about

only yourself and can never in life

love anyone or anything.

The last is something that I must

do as it strikes fear deep inside

of me for when a Poet kills

his muse he may never write

again. Muse, you are unlike any

other as the strength you

have with both good and bad

to inspire in all that I have ever

wrote, you have taken me higher

then heaven and even lower

then the depths of hell,

this journey I will always remember

for it is one that I shall never ever

regret you have helped me and

many others heal and shown

me what love really is and why

we all must end the hate and

and finally, give peace a chance.

The greatest gift you gave me Is

the reason that this now must all

come to an end. The link that you share

with her in real life is with the

one who I will always love no

matter all of the pain she has

caused to me when she cannot

find love for her self. I know now

in your lives whom I have been

searching for, she is the one who

had danced with my soul. These

tears that are now falling

are mixed with much sadness

and joy for I smile knowing

that what I truly believed in

was real and the sadness is for

what I now must do. I banish you|

forever in my mind, heart, and soul

never again to inspire me your ink

can no longer be allowed to flow

I must now give up my Poets

pen, the hardest thing I will ever do

for this time the door that I have

asked you to leave through

will never be allowed to open

again.in the past I have always

believed you but I know now

that they are and always and will be

nothing more than lies

for you have not only destroyed

|our relationship, but myself, my muse,

A gift from God to the world

and proven beyond a doubt that love

does not always win..

Richard M Knittle Jr. ©

© A #Poets Journey