It may seem selfish. I am not able to be fair to bare this. I am careless.
This is it. Where the writing stops. Conjuring of spells. They were called poems right? Good times. Bad times. All of time comes to meet an end.
It's not your fault. You are more than my everything. I am tired. You give me strength to carry on. Sometimes, everything I do is not enough. Do not place your values in materialistic things. Your values and morals are worth more. Its important, how air is essential to life.
I will miss everything. While watching it all burn.
I am tired of pain in my face. I am tired of the weights on my hearts.
My soul is anchoring me to everything, I was scared of. I thought I would be. Rewind the good back to the worse things.
I can feel all of the world is reversing.... Tears in my eyes, I am letting everyone I love down My love is dangerous and it all hurts me.... I'll be happy when the sun drowns.....
Red. Black. White fire. I never knew how to properly use these abilities. I bleed out the negativity for an exchange of holiness.
Don't do this to yourself please. You're a father....YOUR SON NEEDS YOU
I will miss these simple things, the wind on my skin. Nature singing through the trees. Unconditional love. My soul is riddled with so much hatred towards my mistakes. I am sorry for my everything not being enough. I hope you can save this world without my spells.
I never meant to condemn you. Life and death fought for ages for me. It is meaningless, it can carry my soul away. I am just a person. I am nothing more. The light. The dark. The balance that gave me life to reality. My belief in you, mattered more than any pain. Please, forgive me....
I must step in the circle. To exchange what is desperately needed. May these prayers save this world.
Dust to ash I will love you until nothing is left of me I am sorry
How do I stop liking you? How do I stop talking to you? How do I stop caring about you? How do I stop longing for you? Maybe, just maybe... I'll learn how to dance on my own. Maybe, just maybe... I'll forget about your face and voice. Maybe, just maybe... I'll just remember those days when I was happy with you. Maybe, just maybe... I'll learn to let you go.