I cant keep doing this
this anger this rage that builds up inside of me...

A place i have never been to before
a place so exquisite a place so Divine...

I sit here thinking of what could of been
i sit here knowing that my love will never be seen...

I feel this pain going through me day and night
this pain that strikes so deep...

What is life but an illusion, chances they come...
What is life but a fake state, happy or sad, angry...