I never think back
on the days we spent together
until red wine runs through
my veins
and I begin to remember  
the nights we spent dreaming
until the sun came up
and I am left wondering
until the break of dawn
whether you were truly the one
I was meant to end up with
in the end.

We were never perfect
but you always insisted that we were
meant to be together
forever and always.

But you always insisted that we were
the couple that everyone adored
forever and always,
a spectacle for one and all.

The couple that everyone adored,
but they never did know that we,
a spectacle for one and all,
were crumbling underneath the surface.

I never believed that we were
meant to be together
because we never did connect, and thus
we were never perfect

I hate sleeping, but
I can’t close my eyes when there
is so much to see

Take me by the hand and lead me to thy haven
where trees are high, and spirits fly,
Where stars whisper that you are mine
In His light where I confide that i will never leave your side
and in your arms I do reside as reality cried and dreams surmised
that we were meant to be.

Maybe it
was the
coffee,
perhaps the
pouring rain,
that made
her want
to burst
with light
and be alive again.

Then came
the bitter
silence,
the lies
that tore
her heart,
that drove
her to
forget their past;
and thus, she fell apart.

From the day we met, you were hard to please,
Yet I swore I’d love thee, strange addiction;
You distressed my mind like a black disease.

My fondness was acute, deep as dark seas;
Though your temper enforced my strict caution.
From the day we met, you were hard to please.

Our brawls were unceasing, made my heart freeze
As my pain caused you great satisfaction;
You distressed my mind like a black disease.

My looks, and my theories, made you ill at ease,
So I drowned myself in your suggestion.
From the day we met, you were hard to please.

I walk to the river, past the bogs and breeze
To fulfill your desire: my expiration.
You distressed my mind like a black disease.

And finally, at my death, my mind frees
Itself of your malicious ambition.
From the day we met, you were hard to please.
You distressed my mind like a black disease.