I cannot ask you for a rose without thorns,
For the pain in my eyes, I know it gives you pleasure.
The cuts in my wrists do not bleed anymore,
For my heart makes no sound and beats with no pressure.
I cannot ask you for love without doubt,
For we're people of the dark and we obliterate light,
Eclipse what shines, living in comfort of the dark,
While the rays of hope shine on the undeserving sprites.
Pain to us is what water is to plants,
Needed only a drizzle but what I got was a storm,
Hit the floor, bit the dust, taste of blood in my mouth,
Hoped to conform, but was left with a sense of being incapable.
And you'll feel my presence even after the day I die,
Don't ignore me love, for mine knows no bounds,
If you do I'd chain you betwixt the Earth and the Moon,
Snapped by the gravity, split from the midst into two.