A/N: I seriously think that I'm still grieving. Anyway, enjoy. ;_;
No more peace and no more dreaming
No more stars to shine at night
No more dreams to take flight
No more time. No more seconds to save the dame—
No more eternal flame.
No more reason to…
to continue this charade.
There are no happily ever afters.
Not anymore.
Not for me.
Everything I touch is filled with ruin,
with sadness and darkness and pain.
Is there no end to oblivion?
To listless apathy?
I fear not.
You would have once attested to otherwise
but now I'm not so sure.
You hold your lengthy silence
and I shout with no reply—
To what end does this fool lie?
(Oh why did you have to die?)