Clench the gate that holds you back from me.
Able to peer through, I wait.
As green as ivy, close my eyes,
Still I know that dress,
Same softened face as I.
All too familiar, grasp my side
with this worthless ring,
your memories, promised vows, all lies.
Conformity and pride,
my blackened way of life.
As you tease the outside world,
and tempt destructive careless minds,
to kill our noble name.
Untainted fingertips extend
the pain your secrets bring,
and lowered eyes don’t weep
for deception lies too deep to cry.
My side, my way of life, this mistaken love, all lies.
* based on the painting Broken Vows by Phillip Hermogenes