Breathes to survive, reaches out to an empty space.
He paints his memories with his index finger.
Slowly brings them to his chest, and embraces them tightly.
So warm, calm, and peaceful they make him feel.

Sadness soon arrives, tears fall, a ladder step under his feet.
He climbs down into deep eternal sorrow.
His feet will not respond they descend down.
A step missing, his right hand reaches out to invisible hands.

Faithless
Mist
They pass through his finger.

His clothes are dirty, his hair and beard are long.
Tired now, he can taste his own sweat falling off the tip of his nose.
It is the taste of alcohol and dirt in his sweet glands.
He sheds a few salty tears, with ugly thoughts he dries his eyes.

Is late, his jacket still soak from the rain.
He shivers in the cold, his fingers feel numb they slip from the ladder.
Falls softly to the bottom.
He picks himself up with his last strength.

He alone in a cruel world, lost in earthly paths of destruction.
Forsaken by love, friends, he does not blame God for his misery.
He calls out his mother’s name,
and asks for forgiveness into the oblivion.
Forgiveness to all the people he hurt and to God.

“You are forgiven” a voice reaches his ears.
Frighten he looks around, but sees nothing.
New clothes, white as snow over his body.

A great golden door stands behind him.
The door opens as he takes four steps towards it.
Before the fifth step, he turns around and smiles.
A beautiful smile never been seen by the human eye.
In an instant he vanishes, the door closes.

He says the most beautiful things you like to hear,
that he will love you forever.
He is the one that on your birthday sings a beautiful song,
the person who buys you flowers on special occasion.

He is the one who talks to you for hours on the phone.
Calls before you sleep and wakes you up in the morning.
The person who does everything to make you happy,
and lets you know everyday that he loves you.

He is the person who you wish to spend your life with,
and you give him all your love.
He is person whom you kiss passionate,
and work so hard to make him proud.
When you argued for no reason,
you blame yourself just to make things better again.

He is the person you dream about each night,
and the next day you tell him about it.
He is the one you run when you see,
and kiss when he does something cute.
Nothing else matters when you are with him,
and you pray for another day.

The one who you wish to die for,
and tell him he is the most important thing in your life.
The person who knows everything about you, you trust him.
When you make love, is as a dream fulfilled.

He is the one you support, motivate, comfort, and cry for.
He is the one you tell your friends about,
and because of him you walk around with a smile on your face.
The one you always think of, that it becomes impossible to work.

He is everything you ever wished and dreamed.
You even thank God, and pray each night to keep him safe.
You love him so much, you dream of marrying him and having his children.

He stubs you heart one evening.
When tells you the honest true.
He says everything he did for you,
he said to you were lies.
That he said them just to make you happy,
and hid his true intentions and feelings.

He lie, your world comes to a halt.
Everything around you seems ugly and sad now.
You do not know what to do, to die or to forgive.
You feel that you lost it all, and that nothing else matters.
You try to end it all, but you choose to keep on living.

Now with a broken heart, you make a decision not to love again.
You become cold.
When they talk to you about love, you rather change the subject.

Months pass your life changed completely, you have forgotten.
You talk different, dress different, unrecognizable.
He bumps into you on an unexpected day,
and the old feelings return as an electric shock.

He talks to you so calmly.
Your heart lies to you.
He tells you he broke up with his girlfriend.
You imagine yourself next to him.
You accept his date, you heart beating fast.
You shed a tear of happiness.

On your date, you are too happy and ask him many questions.
He replies you, but with a different tone.
It hits you then; things are not as they used to be.
You feel he is hiding something from you.
You wake up the next morning on his bed,
and in your eyes began to rain.

He tries to comfort you, and asks you what is wrong.
You tell him, that you know he will never come back to you.
He gives you an excuse.
Says that there might be a possibility you both could work thing out.
Your trust in him is gone.
You get dressed and leave.

The truth is that even after all the pain he has caused you;
he still knows that you will continue to love him.
He plays with your heart, and takes advantage of your weakness.
Your suffering continues, until that day you find real love.

Love is such a beautiful thing to have, but is the main cause of sorrow.
More people cry because of a broken heart, than from any other thing.
Love will always remain, but true love will parish someday.
Honesty sometimes hurts, but is better than making that special person suffer.

Screaming my heart out,
what is this feeling?
I left for a reason,
why this anger?
Discussions, hate words
and head aches.

Loosing my voice,
I am loosing my patience.
I am losing my mind,
I am going insane.

What are these voices?
Nooooooooooooooooo!!
Where am I?
They speak of hate, death
over and over again.

Yes, things are this way.
Your heart’s content is to hate me.
Destroy our thin, crumbling wall of friendship.
Break it then, let it fall to the ground.

Once lovers, we did it all.
Now I am your enemy,
cut off my heart.
It is over, be happy soon I’ll be gone.

Take to the grave my sadness,
my misery and lonesome.
Tomorrow begins another day,
a new life far away from yours.

Strangers you and I,
a story forgotten in old pages.
Lifeless roads,
we both walk opposite directions.