Adoration and HatredHow I admire you.
How I long for your love.
It's unrealistic and unachievable.
How I fell so hard is inconceivable.
You are my god.
You dominate my thoughts.
You took me on a journey.
I never could stop following.
I'm always slightly behind you.
I cannot confess my feelings.
You would never love me.
I tie my own heart-shaped noose.
How you've unwittingly seduced me.
Oh so slowly, so perfectly and completely.
And now you're all I see.
You're a statue of infinite beauty.
You didn't set any traps, but you snared me.
And you never checked what you caught.
Thus, I remain in this bitter cage.
I see your sea of admirers.
I'm just another face in the crowd.
Stab my throbbing heart out.
Stop the pain.
No; No, I can never stay away.
I love you.
I fucking hate you.
I can't understand why.
Why I continue to lie.
Oh you're my precious sin.
And it's wearing my sanity thin.
Perhaps you've known all along.
And you didn't want to crush the fragile.
Would you pity me if you knew?
I couldn't take your pi
Rain and TeardropsRain and Teardrops
The gloomy sky opens up and cries.
The grayness of the weather reflects in my eyes.
The fog engulfs my window like a ghost.
I start pondering about what I miss the most.
Glistening rain droplets collect on my window.
The drops of water are much like my sorrow,
They cling together and slowly descend.
My mind is something I cannot mend.
I go unfocused, blurry shapes and lights.
I feel so low in this city of great heights.
My light dims; my candle begins to fade.
The darkness of the past cuts me like a blade.
I long for the water to wash away the past.
I long for a freedom from memory amassed.
The weather embodies what I cannot portray.
There is no tomorrow without a yesterday.
There are countless things that cannot be undone.
I stare out the window, longing for the sun.
The wicked weather has no pity.
Rainwater continues to drench this city.