Ugly Love

Ugly Love.

At first it consumes you, overrides any senses; distracts you and at the same time makes you focus solely on it. It fills you with light and love, allows you to soar over the decrepit surroundings you might find yourself in. Coloring you rosy, creating a sweet illusion that opens new doors and experiences; you ride on this high as it fills your veins with the sweet bliss. Never wanting, never expecting the high to suddenly end. You've become depended, the bliss was far too good, the need and the desire for it still makes your veins hanker for the next hit; but there is none left. Your veins screams, your head pounds, but the real side effect lays within the pieces that once form that essential part of you. The thing you forsaken for so long, the emptiness is a reminder of what this high did, it reignite an old dead part...commonly known as the heart. THUMP, you're face first, cold earth welcomes you back; stained with blood, covered in bruises. You lay there cold, shocked, hurt, unable to move. The high is gone, suddenly it digs into your ankles; making you scream as you turn and see two anchors hooked into your flesh. Dragging you down into the cold rough sea, air is stripped from your lungs; your submerged- water fills your lungs. Your surroundings are now cold and dark, the anchors sink you into an abyss; leaving you to drown in your blood and pain. You watch them float up to the surface, an outstretched arm held above your head. Your last attempt to escape it, but it's too late - The ugly love consumes you, makes you hate it all; the ugly love cuts into your skin. Whips you with memories, inflicts torture by showing you the present. Reminding you where the anchors took you and where you will remain for now, the ugly love manipulates and warps the mind. The tattered pieces once shaped into a heart, are now scattered across the sea bed. Ugly love lies, it hurts, it disregards the principal of it's foundation, ugly love is a reminder of all that is lost and all that is to come. It holds a special place in hell for those who practice it's craft. At the end of the day, it lives up to it's name...Ugly Love.