The love i always dreamt of
Was always with me
We were so playful like kids
Regardless of any boundaries
We seemed to be the perfect couple
And you seemed to be my man

A storm came up
Which made all messed up
And you were fed up
Your feelings for me is now changed

Still im thinking
What i did wrong
Still u are ghosting me
I don't know why

Lovable memories are still haunting
Painful and unbearable
Confused with reality
Eventhough everything is clear

I see you are with someone else
But still i don't admit it
Deep inside my heart i know
How much we loved back then

pain is real
misery is optional
peace is absence of conflict
life is a pleasant windstorm
for the lucky few

Night, drugstore, the street, the lantern,
The meaningless and pallid light,
May you live some years hereafter,
All be the same, no ‘scape from blight

You die - commence another potter,
And everything the same alright:
The chilling ripple of the water,
The Street ,the drugstore, lantern, night

There's terrors in this
dark room we call home,
but when we turn on the lights
we're just two people looking
through
fun house mirrors.

I am Destroyer of the World,
I am the Death itself, behold
My deeds and dread ye, common mortals,
While looking at you all I chortle
In disdain, contempt and  scorn
And with the teeth of ye adorn
my ******-crimson garment I
While to your children lullaby
You, Mother, sing
to lull them to their sleep
At night, o night, o night  the very last,
And matters not how hard you grasp
The last of threads of the world’s canvas,
But End is nigh of yours, alas;
So clench your hands in your last prayer
As fractures of the world last layer