I can see dreams once broken,
Your hate soft-spoken,
With the voice of an angel
You told me it never was and never will,
You went beyond the borders,
Not only did you defy how I felt,
You defied who I was,
And whisphered hate speech
In the ears of those that I am close to,

I can see the devil in your eyes,
And no remorse in your lies,
You made me drink to your friendship
But your glass was full of hate,
And now I fade as I listen to the silence,
You killed me with love, a peaceful violence,
Breaking my heart was nothing,
That is nothing out of the usual
But backstabbing is beyond forgiveness,

I can see that I have lost sanity,
Now I shudder at the thought of your vanity,
Always so far you are
But yet you are so close still,
I curse the day you came from the womb,
I hate the fact that I ever met you,
Torture is a flame, you are hellfire,
And you still draw me
With greater power than any mortal desire,

I can see misery, I can see tears,
Courage blind, I can see fears,
I have fallen from the sky,
I wait only to die,
From these nightmares my poetry is dark,
My paper is death, my ink is blood,
Through monsters and terrors I go,
And that’s how to find love,
And sometimes I do cry, in the cold night.