My heart, on a platter before you
Pain I have, I wish you knew...
...a maelstrom
curses...
My love for you is what kept me going
Anything you wanted or needed...
You grew your fears inside of me
just like my fear of butterflies...
Rose petals decay on the bed we once loved in.
The once open windows dark with cobwebs...
When our hearts were dancing
The souls of evening soared...
My memories are my trauma.
My heart is my endless suffering...
I shall not think of you
as a lunar creature or forgive you...
It's too late to clean the stains
on the window or darn the holes...
As this year comes to a close
So comes the event that everyone knows...
Do you know how it feels when
No one talks to you or care...
Weaving my way through littered alleyways
which separated the past and the future...