WHY THE WORLD SEEMS SO BLATANT TODAY,

THE PHANTOM SKY AND SOMBRE STARS,YET A SOULFUL MORNING;

THE PAST AGONY AND CRIES,

THOSE HORRIBLE NIGHTS ALONE AND SOBER;

THOSE MEMORIES OF YOURS ,

MEMORIES COMMENCED WITH HOPE AND BENEVOLENCE AND ENDED WITH GRIEF AND BETRAYAL.

THE BEAUTIFUL FACE WITH SCANTY ADORATION,

THE MACBRE SMILE AND TRAGIC FORMATION,

THE MONSTROUS DEAPTHS OF YOUR EYES,

THE TORTUROUS EFFECTS OF YOUR GOOD BYES,

REMINDS ME OF THOSE SPECTRAL SKIES.




PERHAPS IT IS THE UNUSUAL OCTOBER RAINS,

THAT BRING ME THOSE FORBIDDEN MEMORIES:LONG FORGOTTEN,

I'VE ALWAYS BEEN SOBERED BY YOUR LUSH HUES;

TENDER LONGINGS AND ICONIC VIEWS

THOSE SYNCHRONIZED TOUCHES AND MELODIOUS FROWNS,

IRRESISTIBLE TEMPTATIONS AND GALLOUS CROWNS,

BUT FOR HEAVEN!EVERYTHING WAS FAKE.

I'VE ALWAYS TRIED TO BE THE SYMPHONY YOU PLAY;

DELIGHTED TO RECEIVE THE AGONY THAT LAY,

I DIDN'T GET ACCUSTOMED TO THOSE SMILES,BUT TO THOSE LIES.

BUT TO SPURIOUS HELLOS AND DECEITFUL CRIES,

TO A LABYRINTHINE FOREST OF AFFECTION AND WHINES,

THAT DAY I DIDN'T LOSE YOU,

I LOST MYSELF.