And Yet

And Yet

Tit for tat, blow for blow

And the musings

Well, they go on

 

I want to fill your life

Suffocate you in the anguish

I want to devour you

Soul, body, mind

 

I want you to always be mine

With unfortunate glances

From your strong and sturdy eyes

I digress from my mission

 

I am a weak and wounded dear

The trouble therein lies that you know

You are too powerful

Yet, we are haunted by the past

Yet, we are hunted by fate

 

Adaptable to exposure

You have survived

Flourishing with each challenge

A reckless need to thrive

 

Yet, you are haunted

Yet, you are hunted