Vincent Poem by Ayzhelle Mendoza

Brimming with venom inside,
Raging like a storm, struggling to conceal,
to thwart thy recrudescing past
from lacerating a tiny blood chunk
that is beating in my chest.

I can't remember whispering
those three little fancy words
in the most unpretended form
next to meeting a beautious soul.

I am not perfect.
I wontedly dominate things
But with thee, thou have learned to
do things beyond thy limits.

Thine forever, Thine forever!
thou shall cherish, thou shall remember.
Thine flaws, thou shall understand.
Cold seasons, Thou shall withstand.

Thy existence will be a fiasco, a ninny
Without thine love, Thou will be worthless like a dead sea.
for thou shall never live for more than a jiffy
with a lifeform other than thee

I will love thee.
that is all I'm gonna do.
Thou shall never utter this as a promise.
for promises are known to break a lot of trust.
I will be with thee.
It doesn't matter how.
At night, when stars are obscured by the clouds.
Thou shall be there, Thou shall comfort thee.
You have saved me, You have loved me.
Thou shall save thee, thou shall love thee.