By yui seta
Why should I believe?
There are no miracles
I once had thought that it might be true
Believe in miracles…and they will come true
She handed me a rose with her sweetest smile
But she covered my eyes and tore the petals apart
Leaving me the thorns in my hand
I take comfort in her image now
The only connection to my doomed love
She confuses me
She eludes me, escapes me
I run
I touch
But she is not there
I am alone and for this
I despise her
I believe in nothing
This is what I have chosen
The destiny of a fallen angel
I walk the high and lonely pathway of dreams
I am alone
She knows this and she mocks me
With her false laugh and her false love
She is cruel as she is innocent
I hate her
For she will never know how I truly feel
So it has come to this
She has abandoned me to the shadows
For my wings can no longer take flight
Yet here in the darkness
I may yet find something
Pure…
…And eternal
Will I still see her there?
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