Islaughter

From time to time I can’t help but replay our memories on my mind. How do you stop wasting time on the time you wasted? It’s honestly Too Deep. Too Deep for you to understand how deep the weapons of your words cut thru that diamond heart. From one extreme to the next I had you from the start. That princess high in that tower I was your noble steed. When you was a damsel in distress I was you rescuer ...but who can rescue the rescuer. Something about this hurt and pain don’t even explain how deep because it’s just Too Deep . The feeling of having the key to your heart just to come to realization that the locks got change. Leaving you in the miserable thought of this shit is really Too Deep. Like the day and night you went from a blessing to a curse and again I can’t even figure out why I love you even when you treat me the worst. Maybe my love for you was just that deep. Too Deep. So deep that I lost myself in you and was reaching for a light that only you can give me. I was tripping over some feelings and fell into this hole. A hole so deep it never had a bottom. From like to love I kept falling , from lies to the deception I kept falling, little did I know the only thing at the bottom was a battle of anger hatred pain love sympathy for myself only because I fell too deep. The mind realize real lies but the heart’s disguise what truly lies. Like a rollercoaster the heart loves the adrenaline of the ups and down so much that you go on repeat. That’s only because thru it all that feeling about you is just too deep. For love to be so expensive, Why don’t it come with a receipt? No return no exchanges No refunds especially when you realize that you’re in too deep. An item without purpose begins to parish. The death of love is only brings forth the life of hatred anger pain depression and loneliness. All because you were Too Deep. Just Too Deep. As time tick the farther I get, away from shore but when I thinks it’s done ... I turn around and there’s more. Too deep to understand how can a fish be lost at sea or bird not living in a tree. That’s only because when you in so deep they become your purpose so without them there is no purpose. It’s just Too Deep . Writing this calls boulder tears to fill the hole in my heart only because it’s too deep

So you ask after all that can you love again? Can you really risk being too deep again?

Or Maybe the scars won’t allow you to love or be deep because you tried that and you were in too deep...