Love, Forgotten Poem by Erik Gillette

I'm convinced love is the devil in disguise. Tempt me not to take the fruit.
Because it will be too late when I realize that the fruit is full of decayed soot.

Love curled me up in its hand and crushed every bone in my body like Rodney king I felt hopeless and alone.

The ones you think you can trust you can't. The ones you can't trust you shan't. And the ones who you love are the ones who shove the gun in your mouth and tell you to pull the trigger.

Yet somehow I find that appealing. Somehow I find that healing isn't for me and I seek to get hurt over and over again. I cut the pain away only to engrave new pain to stay.

Tell me why I should lay down my arms? My arms are tired and my trigger finger heavy. Love hit me like a Chevrolet racing down the highway and I'm laying on the ground wishing I hadn't been found by EMS.

And now I know that my fate is sealed.
As I Keel over in pain for my heart that has been ripped out of my chest. At best I have minutes to live. At worst I'm cursed to have another failed attempt.

I met your family. Took you to feel the oceans breeze. Gave you the keys to a used heart. Now broken in a million... and one parts.

It's only fair that my body and soul follow suit. Dress me up for the world to see. I'm the one dangling on the tree. Wishing I was good enough. Tough enough. Loved enough. For you.

Goodbye my love. May you find peace in this holy dove. May you shove your way to the front and never let go. I'm at an all time low.6 feet under low. But you will always be anafterglow.