Sweet

Sweet serenade
The presence of a
Ghostly infatuation.
The pull of levers
Thrusting a heart
Into unknown territory;
I'm sorry.
The mind may crack the body.
Tied between two emotions,
Drawing out my inside thoughts.
These feelings define me,
But do not become me.
Sweet serenity,
The agony,
It's controlling.
The image of a sin,
Influenced by those around,
Staggers within.
Red on my hands,
Shows weakness,
It redefines us.
A damaged definition
Cut from the pages
Thrown behind us.
Sweet unkindness.