Floating across an unending sea of stars
My being would forever be loaded and graced with scars
My skin sliced and abused through people and all
Heart full, wanting to explore but it's delimited by the feeble see-through walls of a jar

And as I outstretch a faithful hand up there
Where the rich little jewels are standing so far away
Are the ones my being cherish the most
I would gladly sell off fragments of myself to pay for the cost

So that I wouldn't feel as lost
Wandering within such night as a fearsome ghost
Remaining continuously to the day I find the rightful host

The one who would free me from the busted stenosis tearing through my bones
The one who will let me sail above all shores
The one would who fairly release the freight of my heart filled with stones

With those stones in my chest and tears stinging in the eyes
I try to breathe, but it only brings me greater aching cries

What was it with me, who was it with me, was it love?
Was it an all lie though?
Oh, please, spare me

However, the rock imprinted in my chest grows heavier and rips through my tissue
Chewed and waxed through
Paches appearing after every sew

The tear-filled eyes bear the name cussed by the mighty
Who was his wife appearing in my form, reborn
When those salt drops flood into me
Those grief-stricken eyes still display the look of a man known to sin
Marked so that no one can love them - even someone of my kin

Whenever he looks me in the eye, I always wonder what was wrong with him
Cut in my base, in my hands, and deep in my heart
Even if I build the courage to leave and go where I belong
The rivers can't seem to stop

How could they even?
Without him and the alluring stars, my sinful soul would rather wither and die
My lost consciousness would prefer to perish in this solemn hour
Giving the shadows of greed a chance to empower and meek devils, most hated by myself, to deflower

I wait and wait and wait for days
Wanting for the destined one to come and give me aid
To pull out those accursed blades
And let me fade into space

But, alas, the one who comes to mind is always him
He who could make I crumble beneath his gaze
He who's words turned up my body aflame

Yet, I find myself missing the gentle touches
The sweet words who pulled on my chords
And who helped me build all of my walls...