It’s a pace in life where music is a soothing form of comfort you can have,

DYING EMBERS

feeling's I knew started to come true,
in every dark corners it brews,

Screaming but the words can't make it through.

A kind of torture where you
chained the truth to create something new,

To create a contract where the night will only knew,

Where tears fall to admit it's deep sheer suffering.

May be its the smile,
The maybe's or the joke.

It's getting heavy,
It starts to Conquer me.

Why you,

 Covered my face with a pillow then scream why is it you,

I always ask my self?
I wonder, how could we ever be?

You filled my heart with excitement
The passing of every moment seems endless, embrace, laugh, clench and chill

It always makes me smile because,
With every twinkle in my eye and in the blink of an eye you were there

But it seems like something's wrong.

Everything is real for me,
Even if it's just for a moment

And it bothers me a lot,
with each passing sleep is the time only that I can be able to be with you.

It always scares me
That reality will strike me as I wake up

Because no matter what I do,
no matter how much effort I put,

I can never call you mine,
because the gap between imagination and reality is beyond measure.

Because the word you and I are just a fiction.

And it's my mistake  claiming you without any permission.

That I loved so much even though my mind knew it would never happen.