When words lost their meanings, when silence was the language
When barren was the heart, a rock , a stone, life bitter and tart
When tears were the drink, a sobbing champagne, a pain pie
I enjoyed dinner in perfect ambiance, with a partner ‘solitude’
Who being lovely enough to be hated, was a truth hidden in a lie
I danced that night , in madness, over sharp pieces of glass
With poison in stomach , wrapped in arms of ecstasy and trance
When It kissed me with knives , left me with pleasurable wounds
When I lost myself Inside me, when I was nowhere to be found
That night I was punished, in the fire of burning hell on ground
That night my soul was bruised , with all thrones gathered around
Ah! that night ended before the start, after agony became my best friend
Now every path is of pain , I want to walk without a path, is it a dead end ?
You want me to still have hope ? I have it. You want me to still try to stay happy ? I try. You want me to think positive ? I do.
I just need time to gather up myself again…..