Sun of all sand,force the ocean away
Let it rise from the blood it's in-
your heart.

This isn't real.
This isn't a poem.
These are fake emotions which are trying to hide the inner
me, the inner you.
Words don't matter.
The heart can't stand the pain no more.
There were never words invented to describe this nothingness
in disguise of sorrow.
I know this page is laughing at me, the pen is trying to
escape my fingers and you would never fucking understand.

In my dreams I walk alone.
Yesterdays' tears are frozen since you went away.
The love we shared was like hell.
Now it's gone and I know it was heaven.
Lover-
We died.