The Patience of Love

Her love croaks in pains till her throat wears out
Agony writhing her heart like knitted yarn
Her elations sank in the mud of mockery
She's like adamant, 'I ain't growing weary'
Sick, imbecile looks, her new self is pathetic
Intoxicated with ninety-nine percent volume of depression
Vinegar her bath top, weed her daily meals
What tha fish!!! Can't you move on?
She's like, an inch away is six feet below the grounds
Suicide is the only option besides the wait
Archimedes never got suspension right
'I will prove that principle wrong' was her cry
He got it all wrong, 'I will definetly sink in my love'
She's got her love cut cold, she's frozen in the polar
Nonetheless, fragment of her love never fell of her heart.
I suppose she's insane or possessed
Thier couldnt have been any expression of madness as this
Was he the only potent male head?
Pharoah finally gave in, likewise the field marshals
She held on, magnetic to her castles built in the air
He gave up, he fell prey to her prayers
Burried in his arrogance, resurrected in shame
Thanks to true love, the past is gone and forgotten
Christ never gave up on me till I accepted him