Foxtrot

  This love is poison like a thorny vine Now I sit drinking from the same wine  Committing all these sins under the night sky  And then hiding them from the nature's eye Escaping the truth arrogantly every night Living each day like a battle, another fight Hoping I would find my peace this time But I sit here writing another rhyme Succubus is the one who claims love And then in your chest, a knife, they shove Promising lies with no regard Oh! This love is so hard Twisting facts like a knife Ending your lover's life You and I roam under the same sky  Spare some mercy even if it's a lie Banish me into a grave of serenity  Your eyes were mere malicious divinity Let me escape in the sunlight Because nothing will ever be right "I love it and I hate it at the same time" And that is why I wish to make this rhyme