I think I lost my ability to write sober and it scares me shitless
Everything I've ever wrote that's worth something has been a product of drugs
Everything that has ever rhymed
and flowed
and ebbed like the sea has been a result of alcohol
I am a cliché
All of my thoughts are the same recycled ones of the media and social influence that are only brought to surface with chemicals in my bloodstream
All of my romanticism and pain and obsessive verses are mediocre when I am not high
I am not as creative as I claim
I am a fraud
I am a fraud.

The sadness crawls in, when you part
Days are melancholic, when you leave
Nostalgic are those memories, when you remember
Tears pour down, when you miss
His smiles
His stories, jokes and bluff
His warmth
His care and love
Goodbyes are hard, when you love
Indeed goodbyes are hard, when you love

The sweet ache
of togetherness. We had
The magic
of the moments. We lived
The beauty
The bliss. We achieved
How we choose
to ignore. You left
How we knew
to ignore. I left

You were ready to leave
And I had nothing to give

The feeling
got tangled. We ignored
Oh! I ignored.
This story of you and me
tangled and ignored.

I met a boy with the sun in his eyes and the sky on his hair and a brain far more elaborate than anyone could compare
But this boy and I were never meant to be,
For he was the golden land and I was the gloomy sea
And every time we touched, we would have to part again,
And I was in love
full of tidal waves and hurricanes
But all I ever did was flood him
Destroying houses and shattering window panes
The waves churn inside my entire body
Calm and collected, smooth sailing
I wasn't always the sea, I used to be a girl
But one day I told myself
"I will always carry a torch for you."
but you were the one who set me on fire
And I became the gloomy sea to avoid the flames
But sometimes at night
When the moon glows against the black
I can still feel the phantom burning in my chest

More I think, more I sink
More I sink, more I begin
to live in my own dream
I desired
So more and more I think
I absolutely sink.

मनको भुमरीमा कुराहरु खेलिरहे
मनसुनको हावामा मेरा कपाल उडिरहे
म भने तिम्रै सम्झनामा मुस्कुराइ रहे