Belgium Nights

Demons

"I thought I heard you calling my name
Again
Hush my little demons
He is gone
The fragments of us
Are the only piece I've had
Left of him
The thought of you
Drains me of oxygen
And as my ribs grow tighter
My heart feels like a prey
Being crushed by a python
You thought you were
Gently embracing me
But I'm gasping for air
With my silent screams
I'm so tired
But never of you
Even if it means
Losing myself
For I
Will continue to love you
Till you
Stay with me
When we're buried
In the tombs
Of where death still doesn't
Do us
Apart "
- Love hurts