Instinct

You that haunts, you that seeks, are never far from within my reach,
for nothing so dear, so true and rare
has ever crossed my path
and opened its snare.

Taking into account all that was intended, how would it even be sufficient for such a weary soul?


It was all meant to be destructive to the tears that were contended. Should you deny me, should you imply that all this is but a lie, I'll make sure all your chances are reduced to nothing.

Why did it make you aware? Was it because you saw me, instead of others, out there, in the rain, pleading for one single chance to really be heard in this doomed night?

Oh, cruel fate, you are my true lover.

Why did you beguile me? Why did you entice me so?