Falling from grace
Has a hard landing...
On this graveyard hill,
the fireworks reserved...
From here till now Im waiting for
Someone to take me high...
Footprints in the snow
Paint the best of pictures...
Sitting heart all alone in the dark waiting with...
Must you be so cunning and full of gloom?
Always lurking, with your own agenda...
I carved your name into my arm, Thinking I would...
You're the brightest colour crayon
in the box of monochromes and pastels...
Eager to please
Quick to disappoint...
Vision-less by the mirage of pure bliss,
What lies between us, a forgery painted by your...
Far Away.
Chill your arms within my heart...
Nightmare silences
bloom beneath your tired eyes...