Delusional

by DeadMemoriesInMyHead   Mar 3, 2010


Love is nothing more then a chimera.
A tormentor of our heart.
It eats our veins and
tears our hope to pieces.

Death crawls up our spine
and fills us with dispair.
The fear of losing the one you love
is a fear that will enslave your soul
and condemn it to a life of pain.

Chaos rules in a broken heart.
A heart like mine.
I can feel the pain rage
and the delusions grow.

Time heals hurts.
Not here.
Not me.
The empty space you left inside of me
is like an empty universe of its own.

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