Poems & thoughts

Moriarty lives.

Hello Sherlock, Did you miss me?

I'm sure you did.

Now the game can continue.

You thought it was over,

And that your friends, especially John were safe.

I came back to remind that they're not.

It was all an illusion, boring and colourless.

I have caused that you turn to meet

Because once I made you a promise.

I promised you that I would burn the heart out of you.

Although everyone says that you do not have one.

You and I know that is not true

John is your heart, Sherlock.

And I will torture him until he drops.

Because killing is boring, Mr. Holmes.

I'll burn your heart and you will not have

any more reasons to stay alive.