-
As I look from afar
High on marijuana
I think of you

All I feel
Is melancholy,
Drowning myself
From the
Sadness

I couldn't
Breathe
Seeing you
Head over
Heels for
Another    
Girl

It's amazing how you teach me to fly,
by leaving me up high in the sky.
You taught me how to weave my own wings
from the strings
of false hope you gave me.

I've become too dependent
on the wings I created.
But not once did they falter,
they kept me gliding through the air,
reaching the clouds.
I'm filled with bliss.

While the beauty of the sky intrigues
your wondrous eyes,
I hope you hear me from above.
All my greatest gratitude,
from the sky's highest altitude.

I am grateful that you have taught me
how to fly and be free.
Because of you,
I am now one with the sky
that you look upon,
day and night.

-
No matter
how good
you are
at hiding
behind your
walls.

There will
always be
someone to
find a
way
around
it.

You made me believe,
you'd never break your promises.
But I guess your lies
were more promising than any truth.

You sugar coat every word with a kiss,
then seal it with lies.
I was too gullible to believe
I'm worthy of your love.

I will never be the same.
I have done so much that ruined me.
I have been living dead since I met you
I got myself hooked up on so many things I shouldn't be doing.
I have nowhere to run from it.
I cannot hide from anything if temptation would always find a way around me.
I don't know why I'm doing this.
I can't resist it.
I will never know innocence ever again, for it's been taken away from me.
And the man who took it from me has no plan on giving it back.
My innocence is now tainted by his touch.
His touch that still haunts me.
His words that linger on mind.
But he acts as if nothing ever happened.
I never wanted this.
I bid you "goodbye", dear innocence.
I hope you comeback.
But you, coming back to me, is like a dog inspiring a rabbit.

Do you still think about me?
I still do.
And the slightest memory of you,
I regret taking you for granted.
Do you remember the touch of my hand on your skin?
I do.
And you're the only one I want to touch.
Are you happy with her?
I will never be happy with anyone but you.
I yearn for your love,
for your touch,
for your kiss;
your lips like velvet.
I yearn for your body;
your hands on me.
I want to feel you.
I want to hold your hand.
I want to feel your kiss.
I want to be the one you love again.
But all I can do is yearn for you.

-
As I felt
all the air
leaving
my
system,

I remind
myself
to
love you
in another
life.

I wore a necklace
of pearl and lace,
with a smile on face
as the water danced with grace.
I walked to our rendezvous,
where you said you loved me too.
We watched the sunset by the sea,
before you set my soul free.

Take my hand, and we'll plummet to our death.
As we conquer the depths of hell,
our demons deceive us.
They would scream at us, echoing their hate.
You look at me, cynic obvious in your eyes.
I look back at you, as I saw the void of love and its extremes, right behind you.
I told you: "Take me, take whatever's left of me. For I have loved you so, that even in my death, I dream of you."

I dreamt of you kissing another girl.
It was like a stab of a thousand knives,
burrowing deep into my flesh.
Every cut us laced with sorrow,
Choking on my own blood and tears.
I realised I was never dreaming.

I drown all my wounds
with a bottle of alcohol
to make them numb,
I put a gun against my forehead,
where you used to kiss me.
As I choke on my tears,
I pulled the trigger.
You were gone.

-
you
try to
live,

even
though
you
know
that,

you
are
dead