Your Epitaph: My Last Reflection

My bones are hollow, yet heavy as stone
That last day you left was the first I was alone.
Trapped in a quicksand of pain and desire,
Lost in a darkness so thick, it caught fire.

If I could take back some days and replace a few
I would spend days lying awake in bed with you.
Our bodies intertwined in a passionate sentiment,
As sweet as you loved me, your lies were more intimate.

I am aware that time heals all wounds of any kind
But it cannot heal this venomous scar of mine.
Some days were wrong, spent in fights and screams,
And others, you would kiss me. A kiss. A dark dream.

Never again will my heart love, nor my lungs inflate,
Locked behind bars, darkness so pure, I burn with hate.
Your memory is haunting, a gothic sweetness brewing at bay
Yours truly is now a ghost, a memory, a love that slipped away.

Every day since then I can't make up my mind
In the day, instead of living, I'm stuck on rewind.
Living for the moments already passed by,
I lived for my love and will until I die.