Monsters alike

our cold hearts sparked
And grew flames the kind you see around the devils throne

I didn't know a part of me
is in you
I'm what you used to be

I live with a
shadow on top of my darkness
it's a net for the nightmares, and stems a laughing demon
But one thing I always know
I'm sick with love like it's an experiment gone wrong
And I'm faced with these permanent
side
effects

I just wish we could disappear at the very bottom or top of something
where all we could hear is our hearts waking over and over again with fresh new love that never gets old
I wish I could find a way to
be with you away from
the pain that echoes behind me like a broken instrument constantly being played, instead your pictures distract me more than anything else
could

Reviews

[Relic]

Love doesn't always go as planned. It kills us inside at times, and we become disillusioned. That leaves us feeling like we failed somehow but that's not true. Life is weird and it may take a while to get over someone and find another. It just sucks sometimes. :(

[Alessander]

indeed

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