My soul aches deeply
masked by your lies...
This spectral world, where few have tread
As Summer days to Autumn pass...
Everyone wants to be liked!
Even kids who have their hair spiked...
A Tarot reader
can't explain...
Thousand wounds
by the distance's sword...
I remember that smile..aww its the only thing that...
I remember the day you walked through that big...
Phantom whispers creep along walls,
Thoughts too disturbed to please ears...
Every morning,
just before dawn...
She's a tease who knows how to play you,
each movement calculatedly cruel...
It's burning, each day
I feel the craving stronger...
I'm tired and alone,
Broken and falling...
You're the brightest colour crayon
in the box of monochromes and pastels...