mortification

two innocent hearts,
two innocent lives,
met by fate,
tuning to the common jive.

afternoons were warm,
spring in heart,
we kept mingling in each other,
leaving world far apart.

love was immense,
soon the pot broken apart,
in pursuit of other's happiness,
we pushed ourselves too far.

rain started pouring,
hearts broke without sound,
autumn approached,
memories withered all around.

a soul so pure,
an angel divine,
cried out her eyes,
of a fool's pride.

her heart smashed,
into pieces each day,
her emotions crushed,
in a ghastly way.

the dream was beautiful,
the painter was bad,
he ruined everything,
everything he painted well.

anger,frustation,
iritation,jealousy,
the poor soul became outlet,
of all his misery.

miserable he became more,
more hollow he became,
destroyed every thing he built,
more pathetic he became.

he dont want forgiveness,
all he wants to do,
is live through this pain,
all of his life.

thats the punishment he demands,
devoid of emotion,
to be banished from the world,
thats for a cold heart.