Severance

The days flutter past, in company that won't last. The scene for now serene. The fantasy naked and clean. Soon darkness aproaches on all sides, The turbulent, the ripping tides. Torn asunder what was, is, could be beautiful, instead leaving only the weak and dutiful. For how can two elements unite, between stark ignorance and spite. Their binding love the only honesty, against lies, betrayal and aminosity. The days will slow, each arriving as a heavy blow. That warm easy rain, becomes a dark intense pain.