The world we live in
is cursed
  along with everyone in it
a world where monster
do exist but
  heroes don't
a world where
hopes exist
  but happiness doesn't.
Even if everyone
feel this sadness
  they, yet desire
for happiness and oblivion
I can see this curse
   and that's why
I've given up on such dreams
I know the difference
between wishful thinking
  and reality
To be able to see this curse
  I guess
   the most cursed of them all...
     is me...

Sometimes it feels like a huge hole
Right in the center of my being
Widening at every instance
The other times, it feels like
Like I'm breaking apart
Crumbling down like a castle of cards
When I look at myself in the mirror
And look at my eyes,
They seem as dead as they can be
It feels so horrible
Like some sort of demon
Or perhaps a beast
Tearing my heart bit by bit
With its claws piercing my flesh
Making me suffer
This invisible pain without any reason
I want to scream in agony
And despair
I want to shriek as loud as I can
But I just sit silently
Drowned in madness
That's how I feel

A nice and good me
Is all I let you see
But do you know
There's a monster in me

I just hope that one day, you'll unite with the one you love...

Silent in shadows
Drowned in grief
Joy of mourning
My heartfelt relief

Every rose that blooms shall wilt away one day...