Tombstone

While we were both crumbling from within, My glass soul shattered in shards so damn thin Cause I couldn't let go... let go of him And isn't it strange that we keep holding on to things that are never meant to be? "I pray to God that you be happy wherever you be" he said But for me, God was already dead Prayers don't work, but still we pray. Why? Even the deepest of pleas fall to deaf ears...Why? "Everything will be fine this way... I however, have monsters I can't elope

They'll never leave us alone

But for another lifetime, I do have hope" he replied every time like a damn clone Hope... I dont know anything about that nowadays We do like to try and catch water... Hold it in our hands, savouring the pure reflection Thinking it'll soothe us in some ways Perhaps it isn't until we splash the water on our face that we realise— It's all just an illusion That Hope is an illusion No river's pure... what flows under the sparkling sun are tears of our dark and dangerous soul "Its better if I rather die than ever hurt you again" he said And I love him for that, So much That's why I know: You dont die until the day you fall in love and realise that love was never meant to make you fall... but rise? And you do rise till the sun is up and you have hope But it all changes to dust—shattering your soul— As it hits you that the sun, love and hope were never meant to be yours That will be the day you will truly feel alive As thou now knows the enigma that is life It is just nightmares he has... that drains me to the core As every single night I break a little more And that damn day, it just ended us I feel like the sun sometimes Sizzling and burning inside But giving warmth and love at all times No matter if I haven't anyone beside Giving me strength and courage To keep burning on inside... My very own cage It hurt everytime he used to get up at night And scream with unconscious eyes But never did he tell me the reason his monsters still haunted him under the night skies What monsters had a hold of him and ripped him bare? What haunts his every breath and make him so scared? Yes, He was a victim But so was I As it was only a nightmare he was under When he raped me in the chilling night thunder His eyes were lost... I kept calling his name to wake him up But the monsters wouldn't let go of him at any cost! He started shivering and trembling as he came back to reality That was the first time I saw tears his green eyes In our 8 years' apocalyptic history He stepped away from me Eliminating every possibility of ever hurting me again And I swear to all things holy that I landed in the realm of insanity Because I knew he was not just stepping away from me physically But going away from my heart in reality Shutting me out completely, whereas Of all he ever did was love me with everything he has He still made me fall Although it wasn't his call I did fell Right in hell We both know only his hand will be able to get me back up again But we can't even stand the thought of touching each other ever again He once told me how beautifully I paint Little does anyone know that A person with a sad and dark heart... Can create the most meaningful and divine art He says he loves me too much to ever hurt me again, So Is he oblivious to the pain? That kills every beat of my heart But who cares how each day without him rips my soul apart "I dont deserve your love. Hell! After what I have done—" A sad smile spread across his lips, "—I don't even deserve to live" If he is right I have nothing left I was once his rock Now, I am his... TOMBSTONE