And all those nights I slumbered with sorrow
etched on my face.
From the moment I closed my eyes, till I opened
them again.
I was wearing the same expression you gave me.
I was like a recluse but instead of liquor it was
melancholy.
Every song, every place, and even the color that
had once touched our souls as one. And made us
feel alive, is killing me now.
Like a venom slowly creeping in my veins,
rendering me hollow and numb.
I used to look upon the stars thinking only of
you.
Now I only look at them to curse at your memory
in disdain.
What I cannot accept is how ugly I have become,
a monster inside.
I now abhor all the things I used to like.
My sweet darling and caring heart of a nymph.
Now a vengeful creature locked in a chest
bound by links.
Frozen in time like a cursed beast, spiteful inside
like a betrayed witch.
