Oh, the complexities of blame and choice,
In this tangled realm of fate and love's voice.
No, I don't wish to dwell in solitude's embrace,
But amidst company, my soul feels misplaced.

To be alone, selfishness does it imply,
Yet in another's arms, loneliness slyly lies.
If not alone, martyrdom or sycophancy I'll be,
No, I yearn to escape this dichotomy.

His thoughts dance, harmonizing with the wind,
Fresh, crisp, like new journeys about to begin.
A prince of dreams, expectations he embraces,
But for people like us, choices are empty spaces.

In the gutter of our thoughts we reside,
Deemed unworthy, by society's pride.
In houses of pain, we languish and dwell,
Realizing our secret commands, we cannot tell.

Fed ideals and morals, we must succumb,
Greedy we'd be, if for more we did hum.
Given fire, to silence our hearts' cries,
Peasants, outcasts, wicked in their eyes.

Survival, our sole purpose, to tread your path,
People like us, denied the freedom to laugh.
But it's no wonder why I fell for you,
Your eyes like a cliff, adrenaline in view.

The thrill was extraordinary, I confess,
But jumping again, I cannot profess.
For I’m still trapped deep within your gaze,
Desperately seeking an escape from this maze.

And naked lies the earth, barren and forlorn,
As the soul cries out to a wan horizon mourn.
Dead trees blackened on the desolate road,
Frozen winds whisper the tales yet untold.

Never did I fathom tears would cease to flow,
Pain would fade, wounds would heal, and love would grow.
But your touch transformed me, my darling dear,
Made me anew, erasing all heartache and fear.


© JULESDIMENSIONS