How many times must I reach out my hand?
For you to hold me and envelope me in your arms?
How many tears must roll down my cheeks?
For you to choose me and be the one you pick?
My fallen hopes-- I will hold on to,
and maybe, my wish will finally be yours too.
My wish to entwine your fate with mine,
Oh, what I would give to make it come true!
These feelings that once resonated in my heart,
has now turned into nothing but wrath.
When will I escape your monstrosity,
And finally wake up to the harsh reality?
I will pick up the pieces of my broken heart
And this time, I will color it black.
If you want to see the true color of me
You need to unravel the darkness you see.
Can you hear the cries of my caliginous heart?
Listen and you'll hear it screaming its grief out loud.
This void inside me called heart,
Is slowly tearing my soul apart.
Amidst the screams of my heart's abhors
You will hear my soul whispering:
Will you kill me or will you heal me?
The choice has always been yours.
