They might find this crumpled up paper
sleeping on the floor because these words...
It's getting harder everyday
to hold on to this rope...
I abandoned my smile
ran away with the moon...
Dying world, where will you go?
When you burn, what will we know...
You plunge me into storms
that I cannot weather...
I slit my wrist to erase the pain,
you look at me, and think I'm insane...
Tears running down my face,
As your voice reminds me I'm a disgrace...
That was where I met you;
Amidst a smoke hooded crowd...
Once upon a kiss, of a life, a maiden fair.
Danced under the silken threads...
The time it was; 7pm,
People are asking 'what happened then...
Ever since your voice dispersed my thoughts,
remolding them to fit your desires...
Crawling into darkness,
to the farthest part of my mind...