"Come to me,
Close in on me.
Yes! She comes.
Here she comes,
but does she?"
All day and all night, I waited.
Blamed myself, it was me who I hated.
I showed her the way,
Through the labyrinth of walls that none could slay.
Cocooned by a shell, my loner heart,
Her claws were the one to rupture it apart.
Her lips; they touched my skin.
In places the believers would call it a sin.
I remember the time we had our last kiss,
I still wonder if ever she looks back to reminisce its bliss?
She left me for my fallen glory,
She left me, since I couldn't get the trophy.
Losers are what she loathed,
But even a winner turns a loser once he has gloated.
A shame I didn't have a strong will,
Now I wait with patience to be executed by the thrill.
The headlights they're blinding me,
The weight, the velocity, the crash they're the factors that set me free.
Finally the train comes and ends my pain,
Since I know there's nothing left to live and gain.