To love me is to know a murderer.
You must die to enter my world. You say,
You would slowly kill yourself for me,
But in the end you will escape: The One,
Crying out through the darkened loneliness
In total silence, to anybody but me.
This time it could be different.
She could want the dark castle in my mind,
And take my life. When I look at her, I
Fall to the ground, dead. Her world,
A collapsed ball of debris and lost ideals
Would have given my life meaning.
It still can, but I keep my darkness to myself.
Instead, I cry out silently,
Through the darkened loneliness,
To anybody but her.