I have in my chest the sorrow of your existence.
You sow tears of despair in my face.
You are perfect, too much.
I’m nothing, nothing much.
You are an angel that fell of the sky.
You are a white demon that came out of the hell to torture me.
You are killing me with your perfection, with your existence.
I’m nobody in your side.
I’m too discordant.
My despair is running down, bringing the opportunity to something worst to come.
I’m afraid, too much.
You are destroying me, too fast.
I’m a human slough collapsing in misery spirals.
Jan 22, 2011
Jan 22, 2011 at 4:12 PM UTC
I have in my chest the sorrow of your existence.
You sow tears of despair in my face.
You are perfect, too much.
I’m nothing, nothing much.
You are an angel that fell of the sky.
You are a white demon that came out of the hell to torture me.
You are killing me with your perfection, with your existence.
I’m nobody in your side.
I’m too discordant.
My despair is running down, bringing the opportunity to something worst to come.
I’m afraid, too much.
You are destroying me, too fast.
I’m a human slough collapsing in misery spirals.