Novembro 04, 2019
Isis Erzsébeth Báthory
(Pic was found on google)
How I didn't need you.
My cold heart was locked inside a box,
Buried deep within some old forgotten grave.
Deep in what was once my soul,
Surrounded by nothing but absolute empty silence.
You came along with your own misery
And barely healed wounds from some distant war.
We bonded through our dear friend Mandy on Kelly's day
And on a confusing trip we went.
Although fickle I could see you were,
I searched for the hole
In your own cold heart, secretly hoping to fix it
And we're here because of our actions
But I was still looking for the hole
Not realizing I was going in the wrong direction
You refused to let me in
What was wrong? Will you ever tell me?
Should I let you go? Will I make you happier?
I am trying so hard to hold the tears in
I want to keep on this mask of the brave and strong woman
Who am I really trying to fool? I am really but a scared child.
Was time wrong?
But if so, why lead me on?
Only to then abandon me in the middle of this tripping maze