Many, many moons ago I devoted you
all I had
With a simple promise of new
light, new happiness, new life.
But the darkness fell upon us
with a single blast
With the unfaithful pleasure,
with the pure lust.
In the middle of fake joy and
passion, I got lost,
You could say I was completely
blind.
Many, many moons ago I decided
with a heavy heart
That it all was my fault, it was
my demise.
But I refused to believe how a
person can pretend
For so long unnoticed as if I was
the only one playing this sad tango.
With all of my pure intentions, I
believed that one can change…
All they need was to love them
harder,
As if I breathe for two not one,
as if I dream for two, as if it was enough.
…
Many, many moons ago I have granted
the permission
To someone so beloved and he destroyed me.
And I hated how that person made me feel, how unwanted I was.
Many, many moons ago my joyful
self was stained with shame
And turned down the flame of the cheerful being!
Drowned in sorrow,
Poisoned with lies,
Completely forlorn,
Left in pain...
…
Now many moons and suns have passed,
My soul has changed.
Now the light is gone for good,
I have turned it into a
blackness,
Demons roam around my soul,
They called it eternal pleasure
house,
My hell has turned into a comfy
home,
No one else tortures, I command.
No angels are allowed, it’s an emotional
desert.
And curses are my poetry of long
forgotten love,
There is no desire to turn it back
to what is used to be.
Let me bring back your nightmares
as you have helpfully done to me.
…
Don’t say you feel sorry,
emotions like this are like a weed for your well-being.
Don’t say you feel sorry, because
we both know you are not.
In the end what used to be my
weakness is now your eternal hell.
I can dance on your feelings like
a feather lost its course
But in the end, I am the one
winning the stupid love game.
I see through your deception as
if I have made it for you
Now your strengths are your weaknesses
And I am the one who call the quit.
