Visions will cross my mind,
Seems like reality,
Pictures of joy inside,
But it’s not inside of me.
Helpless I am from your sanity,
Your mouth stayed shut as you glanced at me.
Those eyes, like fire, infernally,
But still you are my destiny.
Forlorn, forsaken and dead.
Your pitiful misery led,
To tear shed and darkness in vain,
To fearsome rejection again.
Visions will cross my mind,
Seems like reality,
Pictures of joy inside,
But it’s not inside of me.