Seems to me the harder I try to erase you from my mind
is the more I see your face.
Seems to me my candle just refused to burn out.
Everything has its end,
this flame that once roared like a fiery furnace, though now is but a flickering spark
refuses to submit to the darkness that surrounds it.
The time has now come to let go.
The fire can't be revived anymore.
My darling, please release me from my anguish, my melancholy....
Standing right in front of you.
Do you see me?
Invisible am I? Invisible I am.
Happiness was a childhood dream.
Fairy tales of castles and 'happily ever afters’
now blotched out to form my black imagination.
The prince has tragically died. What is to become of our fair maiden?
Spirits whispering, laughing mockingly at my sublime existence,
who knows how the story will end!!
Simultaneously feeling pure hatred and undying love...
In this separation you excel at freedoms benefits
while I fail miserably to be revived to my once joyous self.
I've developed a fear of the moonlight now.
I dread each ending day as the approaching twilight brings nightmares
of a face that causes insomnia.
Alone and awake in the stillness,
I can hear your mocking laughter.
In the dreary darkness that surrounds me,
I still see the color of your eyes beaming back your scornful gaze that has always stirred my curiosity.
A union between us obviously wasn't meant to be, but then why isn't it over yet?
Or is it just a dream?
Please my love, awake me from this nightmare and
liberate my bleeding heart.
