release

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"don't get too close, it's dark inside."


release

glimpsing into my mind is suicide

even i know i am crazy

behind the iron bars i hide

there is no remedy for memory.

sleep is unwanted

i stay awake all night

this cell is haunted

with the ghosts of your right.

cuts on my fingers are days

lips have nothing

except memories of those days

when you were my everything.

i loved you, i swear

i went wherever you did

i never wanted to care

As much as i did.

so i had to do it

i hope you forgive me

for i love you still

but the obsession is now a dream.

you never called me yours

but you were all i could see

you were my fantasy,

my narcotic dream.

so i hope you know

you died doing what i loved

after doing nothing for me

i made you prove your love.

love, in heaven,

i hope you will be well

For i cannot be loving you

all the way from hell.

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