Broken, alone I am left,
Tears I shed,
The pure transforms into blood red.
I can't say that I made it,
I deserted it,
In a desert of memories I am left with.
My sight blurred,
My love unsure,
A sickness without a cure.
Left with the vision of your unspeakable beauty,
I ache for the piece that you took from me,
In a world of darkness you are the only light I see.
Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 12:44 PM UTC
Broken, alone I am left,
Tears I shed,
The pure transforms into blood red.
I can't say that I made it,
I deserted it,
In a desert of memories I am left with.
My sight blurred,
My love unsure,
A sickness without a cure.
Left with the vision of your unspeakable beauty,
I ache for the piece that you took from me,
In a world of darkness you are the only light I see.
Dedicated to something that I had, but lost.
