Love Of Mine, Someday You Will Die (Courtesty DCFC)

Let me ask you this-
When did it all start?
But more importantly-
When is it all going to end?

When does something so perfect,
So beautifully crafted,
Hit the ground and squirm,
Till death strikes it hard?

How did this seem so nice?
How could our eyes deceive us?
I feel like I’m down to him and me,
But where did the others go?

Was it not 10 moons ago we held
Each other tight and sound?
Was it not an eye blink ago
When she strode nicely beside?

Twenty-four, what a funny number,
Enough to turn stomachs upside down,
And enough for fallen friendships to
Bitterly end and die.

I’m not quite sure where the lines lie,
Other than nowhere near site –
Could it really be a matter of hours,
That he has just given up?

Literally or not, we all are bent,
Twisted, and broken.
Three days time I said goodbye
And in two hours he said a lot more than that.

Depression, happiness, and us -
We never quite mix do we?
Why have Mondays gone from sweet
To sour in a matter of hours?

I’ll take my own hand for this one.
And I’ll draw my own path.
And for anyone who has a problem with it –
Get the hell out of my way.