The Bitter Reflection - (An Original Poem)

the bitter reflection
of acts so abruptly
orchestrated
just now start to corrupt me,
invading my vision
with a future which is bound
to evoke a plethora of love,
or force us both into the ground.
but chances of that
giving birth to real issues
is slimmer than one
dimensional tissues.
weep no more,
for nothing will break us.
the only real outcome
is that it will awake us.