Sometimes what we hold onto can slip out of our hands like it never existed. It hurts that what meant the world to us suddenly become a ghost of itself. We are left broken, bittered, and battered, and it seems as if the world is Against us.
All that's left are broken pieces
All memories washed away
Flooded in the oceans
No traces are left behind, just pain and misery
Scattered in the garden that once meant a lot to us
You've become a shadow of yourself
A wolf in sheep's clothing
You played the card well
Like a pro in casino
Blinded by the glittering eyes
I fell for your lots
Enchanted by your divination
I became a fool to every word you said
Here am I, broken, bittered, battered
I never knew I've lost you long ago
Until it was completely broken
Like a mirage was my existence
Lost and disoriented
I drunk myself to stupor
Yet the liquor couldn't wash away the pain
I hope, I could only hope that the pain will wash away
Forever and not be remembered