Phantom Pain

As the holy light of the beginning arise, I watched the world through stained glass. Feathers rained down on me, I yearned for the dark. With this everlasting sorrow I crushed flowers in my pale hands. This sickening pain in my chest, it wouldn't end, continuously tormenting me. No matter what I do, what I see, nothing can dissolve it.

Evidence of broken heart in me, so obvious on my face. Laughing while tears rolling down my cheeks, I held out my hands to embrace you who are not there anymore. I chased you who are a part of me, wanting you to be mine however briefly, until finally gone, leaving a huge wound on my heart unstitched.

These fake smiles fooled no one. Every racouse noise I made sound bitter. Dark sky lost its stars while I was chasing after the fleeing you.

In my eyes I can only see the will, in which chronicled the story of us. My remains shall be scattered, or else I will rise as an empty shell without romance. The pitiful reincarnation of the already pathetic me.

In the absence of luxuries, stripped out of richness, everyone is the same. No noblemen, no commoners, everyone is made equal. Except me, my dear, exept me...

I watched the sunrise from my lair. As I walked to the light my exposed flesh crumbled to ashes and was blown away. I do not wish to part, but it cannot be helped. This is my atonement for loving a mortal. Sweet dreams, my dearest one. I shall haunt you in your dreams...