never to become

 

Although I stood by her, I knew we were never to become; you see, hard as I tried I could not succumb.  Looking back now I think I must be dumb; today I live life so fuckin’ numb. 

 

Tragedy was definitely ahead for us both, even if there was no such given oath; daunted was the love with all its growth; between us both there was no Hippocratic-oath.

 

Could have stood by her... my feelings for her...

 

Would have been a blur... an oath just slurs...

 

My blood runs cold, I can’t deny I have no heart; I am he the bible foretold; ignoring my presence would be smart.  Trust me, I cannot be controlled; since the beginning I’ve been an abstract art.

 

But... does she notice?  Does she stay away?!

 

Fangs pierce FEROCIOUS!  Can’t see, she’s the prey!

 

Where will my actions lead me?

 

Can’t she see, we’re not to be?

 

Sense a change in the air... though she’s gone today, I know my life will never be the same.  If I could change the past believe I swear... to her I would have gracefully given my name.

 

What will become of my dear friend?

 

Will I ever be able to make amends?

 

Though I know it’s not meant to be, to her I’ll always stand as HE.  Will we ever end up together?  Nay, for I come from the nether.

 

What will become of my dear friend...

 

Do I yet know... we are never to become.