Destiny

It’s either a dark devil of deadly deception.

Or it’s the white angel of withering warmth.

But it’s my destiny to love you and accept you 

For your angels and  demons all.

Sleepless night

Why did you do this?

I'm sure I find no reason

Other than the decrepit descent of your thoughts..

Or was it love presenting a new welcome

On the carcass of my soul?

Whatever it was-it hurts-

The pain boils

The eyes swollen

The mind unrest

And there you probably sleep in  her arms

While I loom at our lost future and the sleeping innocent kids!