'The moment I laid my eyes on you
I knew you could hurt me the best
I crave loss and despair and heart break ;
                                               ' I confessed

So what if I can't feel the love ;
I still can feel the pain
Obfuscating the visions with thick veil
                                                       Eyes dry .
For I do not know how to write
Ink flows from my eyes ;
free as the fallin rain .

Poisoned by contempt'

Yet, I will love, again ;
to re-gain, the stain .