how terrible this life sometimes seems.
when my heart takes on water to this depth of density that all my life knows of its intensity.
can i understand this path my heart takes? I’m only a man with nothing except a will to love – to persue the happiness of love, tell me again – i forget still those ways of yours in my presence.
your effect, affects me – like a ring loves a finger with such completion.
how terrible the times of mine, my mind mind these thoughts i have undertaken to express, i die more as I feel them – like a dagger slowly moving its way little by little through my heart – my heavy water filled heart – here in my chest, my body if soft with compassion and lonlely thoughts of depression – depression to the brimm of this cup of youth that I hold close to my mouth as I watch you watch me – and I think, i only think and it kills me to think.
you are my murderer my one true diffirence, my deception’s lover, my life’s killer. – And away you are, to me i know – to me I keep my minds repetoire here with me, in within these gaurded walls, I keep them from the smiles of you that plague me. unrequinted love is the most beautiful thought I have to hold in my hands – no other thought fills me with such deathly inspiration to cry.
how terrible this life somtimes seems.
how i wish to wonder of the days of being no more the other with you, and it’ll be you who tells the world about me- I will love you for all time, until no one can care to fault my true devotion to you.
yet, how with such haste, you leave my mind, and repopulate – with thoughts of lovers and others.
how terrible this life sometimes seems.