Emptiness

Rejected like the falling angel,

cast out from this life,

I am a victim of my desires,

a monument of my pain,

an empty shell devoid of emotions,

in ivory black I am painted dead.

Enthralled by beuty,

yearning for bliss,

oh I sacrificed myself,

to fullfill my dreams,

I saw sun,

and I felt it's warmth,

and I reached out my hand,

to love and life,

embraced by melancolic euphony,

I knew,

I was at the mercy of the parasites,

like fallen fruit,

to be drained from life.

And I cried.

In the midst,

of my,

ebony meadows,

I was dancing with the dead,

I was lost,

in a strain of silence,

I was one with emptiness.

At the shore of the black sea,

where the birds are silent,

I cursed her name,

I saw the death of the sun,

I tasted the tears,

of heaven,

and I saw it all,

pass by.

Bleeding dry-loosing hope-I used to love-I used to care-now deprived from all that matters to me,

my words mean nothing-my emotions are dead-my dreams are empty,

if she only knew-oh, I wish she knew,

I close my eyes and I sigh.