my space-
has become overgrown...
Days
They pass me by...
I wish you would die,
Emotiana...
The leaves are falling and the clouds hold rain.
The graves are calling each other's names...
I hope you finally closed the door
I left it open when I left that day...
I look into your eyes see the pain reflected there...
Your green eyes now so blue framed in a scarlet...
A heart of cold
It’s a sad tale to tell, but, many in this world...
You've driven me insane,
and destroyed my brain...
It was a chance encounter
We were never meant to meet...
You’re never on my mind,
I no longer think on you...
Am reaped into the nether realms of grief
with piths embalming loves' corrosive drear...
A million questions on my mind, their answers lead...
I never thought, that day we met, that you would...