Through the shapes that surrounded us, guided by the bright lights, we tried to reach the end of the tunnel. I thought we would be able to get out of there together, but sadly, life had other plans. We followed the shapes of our dreams, every promise ever made to us, the obstacles placed on our way being nothing but a pebble that we moved with ease, only to find out everything they told us was a lie. I saw the light in your eyes faint, and you slowly faded away, leaving me to walk alone. That passion, constantly burning in your eyes and warming me, is the new treasure I am looking for.
You are the destiny I crave; the place I want to go back to.
After you disappeared, I walked a path no human or god is willing to go through. I walked through burning flames, boiling my blood in pain, in an attempt to find the warmth you gaze took with you, only to find myself consumed by the flames. How long will it take for me to get what I want?
I tried to walk the fog road, thinking it would be the fastest way to find you, but when I found out I've been sabotaged, getting nowhere, I realized the only way to get to you was fighting the unknown road, where suffering would make me worthy of your gaze, and others don't dare sabotage my path.
All that time, all my efforts, and all my boldness. They are worth nothing if I survive by spewing lies, losing myself, ending up alone. I wish I could be seen for me, for the old me, the person I'm mourning. I wish I could be seen as what I became, the monster I hide, what I've gone through, I wantsomeone to look me in the eyes, and realize what I've done, the damage pushed into me.
After everything I've done, after everything I've lost, the loneliness and the hopelessness turned into hatred after falling, dying, and resurrecting again and again, kindness being the most useless weapon. I've been defeated so many times, violence took over, violence I'm willing to give back, even knowing it will not make me pure again, for I don't care what happens anymore.
My concieving was an error, and our departure tangled me in disgrace.
I am willing to go insane if that means I will finally reach paradise.
You are the destiny I crave; the place I want to go back to.
After you disappeared, I walked a path no human or god is willing to go through. I walked through burning flames, boiling my blood in pain, in an attempt to find the warmth you gaze took with you, only to find myself consumed by the flames. How long will it take for me to get what I want?
I tried to walk the fog road, thinking it would be the fastest way to find you, but when I found out I've been sabotaged, getting nowhere, I realized the only way to get to you was fighting the unknown road, where suffering would make me worthy of your gaze, and others don't dare sabotage my path.
All that time, all my efforts, and all my boldness. They are worth nothing if I survive by spewing lies, losing myself, ending up alone. I wish I could be seen for me, for the old me, the person I'm mourning. I wish I could be seen as what I became, the monster I hide, what I've gone through, I wantsomeone to look me in the eyes, and realize what I've done, the damage pushed into me.
After everything I've done, after everything I've lost, the loneliness and the hopelessness turned into hatred after falling, dying, and resurrecting again and again, kindness being the most useless weapon. I've been defeated so many times, violence took over, violence I'm willing to give back, even knowing it will not make me pure again, for I don't care what happens anymore.
My concieving was an error, and our departure tangled me in disgrace.
I am willing to go insane if that means I will finally reach paradise.
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