pain, tears like rain; nothing exists to keep me sane.
suffering, torture, nothing beautiful exists; my life pain and sorrow inflicts.
you, nothing was true; now what to do?
you left me behind, forgotten, why am i here? shear fear, no one is near.
gone away, betray; what is left to say?
don’t say you’re sorry, since you don’t believe;
just turn around, don’t look at my tears; just leave.
sadness, (on the edge of) madness;
a life on your side of vagueness.
suffering, pain pushing the walls of my head;
eyes bleeding tears, making me wish i were dead.
Look at the moon, meeting my doom; it all ends soon.
grieving your loss, mourning since the moment you went;
a time of distress, a life so twisted and bent.
Love is not taught, love is not bought,
Love was much more than what you thought.
Love shouldn’t be lost, should not be tossed,
Love should have never been double crossed.
Love should be held up high,
like a baby’s cry,
like the last wish of someone about to die.
Love is the ultimate truth,
the utter ideal,
love is what you failed to keep real.
Love is depicted in the beloved’s eyes,
love is what died under your murderous lies.
Love is all happiness, the meaning of life,
love’s what you killed with your existence of strife.
Me, nothing to see; my life’s as meaningful as an endless marquee.
hoping, wishing, trying to forget; dismissing your image, i never thought I’d regret,
the first moment we met.