Somewhere in between life and death.
When there isn’t anything left.
Deep inside this rabbit hole, is where I rest.
It was you that I loved the best.
Lies and deception
Driving myself insane over a non-existent kind of love (lust).
How are you doing, my imaginary love?
Feeling nauseous and feeling sick.
Sharp pain penetrates my soul.
Tell me how you feel, sweetheart.
Nothing is real, only fantasy
Fuck this love, life and death.
Here is a much deeper, simplistic type of obsession.
On the roof and in the eerily darkened room.
Lies my corroded soft memories.
Sweet sanctioned fantasies have now turned to horrifying emptiness.
My exquisitely beautiful darling…may your life get easier with great bitterness.
Sadness, is all I can feel.
A deep & dark void.
May my soul rest in peace.
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