This is the vanity of reality;
Gaining love at all costs;
Through pain even at its most odd.
Falling like burnt ashes;
Are memories of how it was…
How I thought it would be…
How it never came!
One look into that cold heart;
Did my joy crumble as vengeance arose;
Pain and anguish for one;
Nothing to gain and nothing to loose.
Love turned sour;
A painful part of its crisis.
Helped me learn this
Only one is loved and the other hated.
So give me a reason not to hate;
Give me a life and but don’t leave me alone.
Still hate lies within me
For the pain you caused;
Tearing my heart and watching me hurt;
I see it but will not tell you;
I know you see it but image evades you.
So close your eyes and don’t look at me;
You still pierce my heart with those heavenly eyes;
Leave but do not disappear;
Close the door but don’t lock me out;
A love turned sour in its final finale!