I don’t blame you for not loving me, If I were to meet myself I wouldn’t love me either. I believed my love was like pouring the sea on a small tree, Instead you were the eternal light travelling through space and helping me grow while to in your mind I became the cleaver.

I wanted to write down exactly how I feel but the paper remained hollow, All I though was, I could not have written it any better, feels like I am King Ludwig II in Neuschwanstein Castle sitting alone on my thron. While following the stars in an empty sky, I got engulfed by a black hole and now…; I have no clue how to navigate my way back home.

Just because I carry my baggage well dosent mean I don’t need help lifting it; How the surface of a ocean stays calm, while right beneath it lies tumultuous world…. Where thousands of unseen destructive turbulences rage underneath, The chaos is stirring within and like the past this is when the loneliness emerged.