And yet, we part, I stroll in vast farlight
for I have torn what once was right,
your warmth, now distant
slowly fades from my sight.
I broke your soul,
adrift once more,
and I was shattered
into pieces on the floor.
What's left behind
a fine solitude,
in a place
you can't define.
In a house
you call home,
where decaying
corpses roams.
Like a dream,
that slips away,
I reach for you,
but you can't stay.
For we are bound to fall,
after all,
And I shall wander here,
waiting for your call.
#3/20
Vol.1 Completed.
