I cried too much today
I cried too much, much more to think that I will ever play
I cried too much, to the point that I want to pass away
I cried too much, I would sleep for more than a day

I stopped, I stood, I stuck
I tried but somehow didn't succeed
I did try, I really wanted to
or maybe I needed to, I yearn to

Christmas is pointless
Since they misinterpreted
Presence for presents.

Lucifer met me one night,
And in my hand he placed his torch,
Burning will vengeful delight;
Commanding that I build his church.

Above the rock, he sought refuge;
Promising glory and golden beams.
I could not plainly refuse,
For he the only consoler it seems.

Angrily, I exed him with the rock
And built his temple from scratch,
I watched my victims run amuck;
Kissing the dirt, I had no match.

Now, my mission is complete,
But I alone, suffered defeat.

This wreck is a boomerang
It goes away and comes right back
The dream I had was like real life
I got angry and hurt someone
The guilt was unbearable
And even though their scars would fade with time,
I would (forever) feel broken
As if I was flawed.

And maybe, it is enough to have just one person who stands by you through the storms.
Maybe, just one pure soul is enough to share all your life with.
Maybe, it's not about people.
Maybe, it's just about one special person.

A picture says more than a thousand words,
but it needs a poet to paint that picture.