A poison called love

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"Next time for sure"

Promises unfulfilled

Days and days go

Harsh and so slowly

Yet so swiftly,

I can't see,

I crumble, i tremble,

With hopes to die in me.


I want to see your eyes blink at mine

But the windows are closed, it's fine.

Even when it's not fine.

I want to speak to you all the time

But all I'm allowed is to silently write a rhyme

Is loving a crime?


Everywhere you see, broken hearts and fallen angels in the ground, bitten to dust, warriors uncrowned

here we're, us in many lives, stranded in darkness, in abyss so hopeless,

Drowned.


Everytime i meet you, everytime, i love

Everytime i love you, everytime, i lost


When did we had a chance to give a little goodbye hug..

When did we get a hope to have back what we lost..

Tired and exhausted, of playing the same game

Hide and seek with asking again and again your name.

How long shall we play this unending game?

How long shall we die everyday in this bane?


Liars and fakers, everywhere you see around,

Speaking of them all, hurting us all along

How am i supposed to see you so frightened?


I'm in such a mess, i can't even breathe another step, rhythm is still far away.

How to believe in things which come after my death, I've died many times, for days and months i haven't slept,

They say it's peace to be in a love story, but all i see is wars where you fight with your own love and die alone, still numb like a stone?

It's been days I'm starving, hardly drinking, just walking, and you all say how easy it is to fight all alone?

How can you not see I'm lying in a desolate ruin?


At one side, i want to part, another, hold on

As i still need you,

But what to do, when i can't find you.

Sometimes i still wanna love you,

But all i can do is to accept the days are few.

Don't watch me burn here, go away,

Sometimes love just can't save you,

It comes to teach poetries to break you.

Monsters are chasing, and you ask me to fight alone for someone's joy, but what when I'm crying, trying and dying, hopes are like poison, people are like prisons, loving is a bad game, they promise you paradises, but all they say "It happens"

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