Endless Love

If we dare.

Photo by Nathan McBride on Unsplash

I know it’s sad,
Sad but true
What made it bad
Came from the blue.

Something said
That pricked a nerve
And then it led
To a fast swerve.

Filled with dread
We left the road
But once the seed
Was firmly sowed.

Regression took
A bend too fast
And what we had
It could not last.

Sadly mistook
And never passed
Words that haunt
Are said too fast.

Stay in the mind
Forever daunt
Their mankind
Are left to haunt.

A wraith hidden
In the soul
Never forgiven
Out of control.

Deeply embedded
From the past
Are then unthreaded
And never last.