I�m trapped inside a prison
a prison of the brightest blue
the bars are all thin as lashes
lashes shimmering with dew

Jealousy, my only companion
keeps whispering in my ear
�why does she belong to him?�
always praying on my fear

I compose myself then answer
�I just fucked up to many times�
Jealousy chuckles as he says
�Let�s take a look at your crimes.�

�You always took for granted,
the good things that you had
after just a few months of her
you deemed life couldn�t get bad�

�You never let her know just
how much to you she meant
You would never compromise
while for you she always bent.�

�Stop, stop, for the love of God�
I fall to my knees and scream
�please, please begone foul specter
and let me wake from this dream.�

�The Dream is now two years gone�
replies the foul visage of jealousy
�no amount of tears will bring it back
nor will begging on bended knee.�

And so always remember my tale
of love won and love lost
never fall into prisons of blue
without knowing failure�s cost


Penned by my hand on the 8th of Glacian, in the year 416 AF.