Don’t think about the pain you feel, it won’t help much,
You can’t let go of him, You can’t forget his touch.
He’ll always be a part of you, You can’t change that,
You can’t stop staring, Staring at the chair were he sat.
Stuck in a world where darkness crawls
Spiders jump from walls
Vampires breathe upon your flesh reaching your neck
Romance in not prudent but lustful a verb
The angry hand of Heaven slays my sinful soul
The shadowy stone faces glare as my essence drips like the blood that now stains the cold ground beneth me
My life is torn and ripped as the mocking comformists grows
The one who promised me love now turns to another