Graves

A walk of graves.

Caressed with blood. The lead bullet clicked into place like the serenity of a hail storm at a low volumed whisper and I hold this gun. It's steel and strength are of complete potential. It's grace is of a blade, aimed at a lover's heart.

Do I love thee as such? To pull the trigger to kill something that I assumed to be true? To save it from itself? In the end: to Run?

The clouds swirl ahead of me and the wind screams oaths bound by my blood... and His. My own compass which has never failed me before now spins like a marker of a grave. The bullet inhales my confusion and exudes a violent grace. 

One truth. One bullet. That's all I have. My finger slightly feels the trigger and tears ignite my stormed eyes. My heart is besieged tonight. I pull the trigger, of course. How could I not? Except the weapon isn't for self-obliteration. It's for the destruction of another which I have caused yet again.

Add it to my hit list. I'll mourn you're death, I promise. However; with time I'll forget you and you'll forget me. Except for the graves in which we lay. Our lives will be a painted memory on a wall somewhere depicting the lover's curse once upon a starry night. I'd lie if I were say it would hurt me more than you. And I guess a lie is what I'll speak.

But such is my path, one marked with pain and destruction...

marked with a failed compass and a black heart?

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I guess such is the act of disobedience. 

And There is always another grave to mourn in the end. 

I've walked these gravestones before... and they've been fertilized with my tears. They each have been visited from time and time again and the ground is worn with use. I know it well, like one claims to know your own heart. But maybe the gravestones and my heart are one in the same. Maybe, no matter how far I lead them away from these dark woods and even darker tombs....once before and always now I've blindly lead them here. To push them in the dirt with the sound of a bang. 

I guess I wasn't as blind as I came. I still carried the gun every time.

Once again.