My heart becomes this big wasteland
I feel like I'm no good for anyone anymore.
Like lost treasures that don't find the shores of lonely seas,waiting patiently for sailors with unsung songs of pain to discover their beauty.
A Wonderer,a selfless demon eaten away by loneliness and heartbreak,securing the bits and pieces of a broken soul that's taking forever to rehabilitate.
Sempiternal pain grows the battered grasslands of my heart infertile soil,all that's left is stones that represents broken images of waste memories which lurks in the darkness of my mind,stained with the colors that represents weakness,fear to love again and stupidity.
I have been torn to pieces by a Ravaging beast call love,all of my bad dalliances and time I've wasted comes in my dreams to torture what remains of my broken soul.
My blood poisoned my veins,I'm just trying to get over another tragedy,listening to my playlist of aubades while my sorrows swims around in the early morning glaucous,while i try to whelve my miseries into a cocoon of unspoken dreams.
