when the loneliness kicks in
i miss feeling understood

sometimes i look at pictures
some seem too ordinary
too ordinary, that i have to cry again

tears stream and never stop
my mind wonders to the past
the way you left such sweet remarks

i will never understand why you did
but i dont need to
and i treasure every gift

re read the literature that you left
it keeps me alive, in loneliness

they say all lovers die twice;
once when they die separate,
the second when they'll forgotten-
and their story along with them.

He awakened my eyes to an unrivalled love,
Insomnia grips me,
I stare at him,
Lovingly,
Intoxicated by his very being.
In that moment,
I never thought I'd ever have to watch him,
leaving.

"oh"

it actually means that my heart just got ripped into a million pieces but i won't tell you because you don't care how i feel anyway.

He sat atop his marble throne
In silks of radiant hue.
His enemies, to wolves he'd thrown
His decrees were swift and true.

In his right hand he held power to love
In his left, the power to destroy.
Atop his towering throne above
Iron grip he did employ.

He came from nothing and now had all
And cut down a thousand men.
Saw the rise of brutes and fall
And vowed to rid the world of them.

Atop his regal pedestal of stone
On the backs of nameless men.
Alone atop that white marble bone
A tyrant sat just as back then.