»Bleeding Poetry«

Beautiful Thing

Where did i go wrong?
Was i a beautiful thing?
You knew i loved you for so long,
Don't you want to be my king?

You were such a beautiful thing,
Thats what i can see.
This, my love, you can bring,
All you need to do is to feel it.

Cause' out of All these beautiful things,
I chose you.
But i guess you don't own my ring,
No need for me to assume.

I was completely alive,
Before you tried to kill me.
Yet i survived,
Because i deserved to live free

But You left me in pain,
So awful, it became a scar.
Like every teardrops of rain,
Splattered in my eyes like a piece of art.

Though, you were still a beautiful thing,
But not in my eyes anymore.
Yet, you can be a king,
But i can't be your queen, no more.