*I stagger in desolation
To find you in isolation
Doomed was I, to want that which cannot be
They tell me, ‘beware!’
They not know of the depth of you
They tell me, ‘a love you shall not utter,
my dear, you cannot alter!’
I tell them what a sweet sweet living they waste
Not to have their heart beat for you
They ordained me to change the ballad
They showed me the way to Lethe
I sang the only ballad my heart fathoms
And showed them my way to Acheron
So in anguish, I dwell!
To solely love you
In the abyss of my heart
But the illusion of us
Is all there is
A secret garden you are
Behind the door of my soul
To you.Out there.
By lou*
Jan 23, 2014
Jan 23, 2014 at 7:09 AM UTC
*I stagger in desolation
To find you in isolation
Doomed was I, to want that which cannot be
They tell me, ‘beware!’
They not know of the depth of you
They tell me, ‘a love you shall not utter,
my dear, you cannot alter!’
I tell them what a sweet sweet living they waste
Not to have their heart beat for you
They ordained me to change the ballad
They showed me the way to Lethe
I sang the only ballad my heart fathoms
And showed them my way to Acheron
So in anguish, I dwell!
To solely love you
In the abyss of my heart
But the illusion of us
Is all there is
A secret garden you are
Behind the door of my soul
To you.Out there.
By lou*
