Lostness
Agosto 25, 2015
Isis Erzsébeth Báthory
Turned myself around and ran away from it
I did not meant to destroy you,
My most precious love
Thou shattered upon my body and destroys me
How and when did we lost our love
Everything is over with us.
I can no longer see my life,
It isn't me.
I will hold on tightly onto our past
Will we love once again?