You're The Slayer Poem by Malaya Roses

I was trying
To meet the healing point
Self-consolation
Behind the hope of silence,
I was melting
At your knee of the last blow
Grace of many prejudicial deceits
Hitting the floor
Soul in agony
Roaring thousands of angels
It is misery slaying love
On the same nest
Heart was scattered
And you,
You are my sigh
Too fade to write a story
Complicated than mind
Without a stoppage,
Pains become outraged.