Restless Memoirs Of The Vitriol Symphony

Prosperity lost into the ceaseless abyss

Insidious dreams yet so imaginary

Drowning in a sea of lies and deception

While resilience fading to non existence

Perceiving numerous allies under my sight

But none looks back to see if I am alright

I am lost in a sea of morbid obscurity with no one to turn to

Forsaken by everyone and helped by none,

deluded by the virtue of losing my special one

Every day is a deja vu

Where misery and deformity are relevant

Recalling long deceased memories from a scarred feather

Still telling myself that we belong together

I wear a mask and pretend to be happy

Serving smiles and hoping things will sort out itself

Hundreds of nights have passed in solitude,

the feelings just don't die

The distinct certainty doesn't hide, And I realize

In the silence of the dark, I am only fooling myself

I wander around in the blaring somber rain

Procuring a place of hope and content harmony

If only I had a home up in the sky

Where I could hide alone and cry

Where your memories could not reach

And perhaps one day, I could forget about this vitriol symphony