I have lost inspiration
my mind and my hands has lost connection
Because i have been going through Depression
caused by my broke-up, true love confession

Someone Please help me
Because this is not us, not me

Her name is Poetry, she is my love, my hobby
she is the bride and i am the hubby

But like a failed marriage
caused by a miscarriage

she left me
but i cant let it be

I want her back
but all she gives me is her back
she said the gift i once had, i now lack
And so Like a racist she called blank

I know i was once unfaithful
but if i win her back i will be grateful

i need reconciliation!
For my mind is going through expressionless destitution!

i need restitution!
For our conjugal institution!

Beneath that smile lies the soul that suffers in silence ..

A day has finally come
When I could think to myself
And gasp, still surprised
That I've ceased to love you
You see,
I used to feed by breathing you
I awaken everyday to live off you
I used my brain only think of you
My life was alive from you

But a day,
Oh a day has finally come
When I don't crave of you
Takes a mile of thoughts to remember you
My heart is no longer fond of you
You were my passion, but goodbye to you

I can't wait for your birthday
So I get an acceptable excuse
To talk to you

"I know I'm not the man for you
I just love you too much to accept it."