To be loved is to be dragged to the ends of the world.
To be hated is to be thrown hundreds of feet under the earth.
To be loved is to be forced to betray all that was important to you.
To be hated is to be held close and told lies.

I feel so lost,
The moon was gone
My mind was gone
A mirror could never reflect myself
But there was a light behind it
A purple glow
How I wish to shatter the glass
Grab hold of the glow
The only good
The only sweet
Something just for me

I grasp onto something I cannot hold
I kept it close, and even in the dark it would glow
Only for me it says
My only, it pleads for me to listen
But I can't hear
The buzzing in my head gets louder
And suddenly there isn't any me left when I look to the mirror
I beg I plead
With nothing to respond
And the little glow was gone
Was it worth it in the end for the small spark of light
My hands bloodied from the glass