A victim of Cupid’s arrows
Give my body to the sparrows
I let the crows and maggots feast
Consuming phantom memories

Her love turns to poison when it’s kept inside.

Don’t disturb me.
You don’t deserve me.

Strangers in a passion dance,
Addicted to the feeling
The drugs put me in a trance,
Incapable of healing

Don’t tempt me with love because the temptation fools me, makes me think for a second that I can be healed
Until reality sets in and I’m tortured again
The purity of my love doesn’t matter
Because my soul is corrupt
The strength of my love doesn’t matter
Because I am too weak to express it
Pitifully, my love is expressed in solitude through my tears and this dark poetry

The crimson sky reflects off my eyes like the blazing fire that used to fill my heart.