The rest of us will decompose here, but now you have purpose, the muse behind my verses, forget fairytale curses; you* will never die,
So place me underground, darling you will still be safe and sound, up above from here I see who you are, but they are all below, below your worthiness, dainty star,
On the eve of the day when I'm mourned by the fakes, they'll be praying for my amazing grace, but it'll be too late,
There's no spot in a dead heart for those who tore it apart, and my monsters will cover your sunshine and they'll **** your spark, I'll wish I could be there, Ten thousand tears wait to be spared, I promise I cared, I just never shared all my hurtings, and now they've killed me,
I will beg to have you released, I'll beg on my knees for all the darkness to leave you and entertain *me, But I'm afraid to fully dive, Don't know how far I could drive, Metaphorically, I'm at the shore I don't know what I'm drowning for.