To My Dearest

Times of wailing woe and screaming tears,

Taking stubborn stands, exciting the flame;

Echoes of your love bounce through my ears

Trying to end the torment of the game.

Endless blows of hateful cries and jeers

Poison our blood with each vile name,

Reminding us of our vow's worst fears;

Satan's victory and forever's end proclaim.

But when I think of your deep brown eyes

And the strongly woven life we've made,

I know the screams are only a disguise;

All I want is to end the masquerade.

Forever with you, I want to be--

In your arms happily and vengeance free.