(pin drop silence)

There's two of us,
Echoes of imaginary sounds,
Echoes of silence,
Secrets along with lies,
Hearths warmed as the light succumbed to darkness,
Saw nothing but your shadow,
You chose my soul for my heart and opted to keep me as 'your secret string attached to your soul' ,
Yet ,'I love you', you'd say
Easy for you to say, all that seemed to be deliberateness though you said it wasn't deliberate, but that fractured my heart, just so you know,

Day after day,
Step away, after another step away,
Lie after lie,
We we're  falling,
Drifting apart,
Fed me with deceptional beautiful lies,
Perfection though not a friend,
You we're too imperfect,

Tired of playing pretend,
Hidden expectations,
The struggle of being right or wrong, not so sure what it was,
Lovestruck I once was,
The far we'd come was the end, or so it seemed,
Road to ruins,
You went on one knee,
And I said what you expected me to say or not,
But certainly what karma expected me to say,
And now forever you'd be, the scar never to be erased,
No! it was,
We had drifted too apart,
Beyond saving,
Not even a ring would,
Walking away would,
We stumbled and we fell and broke what was remaining of us to ever rise again,
We had scattered into too many pieces...
We bend and this time we broke......

Here it comes,
The passage of decision,
And miscreation’s.

Pacing back and forth in my mind,
I knew the lightning I saw wouldn’t strike,
Not twice in the same position,
The strength of my gravity and actions,
My struggles defining my oppositions.

Deliver us from evil… in God we believe in,
Still pacing in my mind,
I can’t possibly receive this,
The counter arguments to my achievements,
The blessings and miracles expressing,
Expressing the hysterically critical and cynical,
Deceptional thoughts being my downfall,
Watch this lightning hit me and be the uprising to my greater efforts and timing,

This Divine hysteria is my personal malaria,
This disease that consumed me and the thoughts in my mind,
The kind thoughts I cherished,
They just perished.

Still pacing I feel my heart racing,
The suicidal angels need to learn patience,
With all this hate being the usual state,
Religious solutions needs to make haste,
Recreational activities only serving purpose is to remind us of disabilities,

Painful mirrors revealing the beast in me,
Can’t stand the feeling of all this energy,
Mind keeps pacing to the point of seizure,
Where I discovered my new enemy.

Me, myself and I,
To be Divine we must divide,
Unite under a different name,
Under a different shape,
Deprived of being ashamed,
To be Divine  my mind needs to stop,
Stop being black and white,
And finally show me my true Divine fate.