When the light of love goes dead
And the tears fall from the young girls eyes
The love we felt was unbreakable, had vanished into the starry night
We are the lost ones
The ones that lost the love in our hearts
Love replaced by pain and sorrow
Pain is true
Love is a fairytale
The end came with a sharp blade and a sip if deadly poison
We were the real Romeo and Juliet
We fell deeper into the endless torment if love
Until you gave up on me
The tragic ending of our love and the sweet beginning of death
Some say that death is too soon
And some say that It was inevitable
Love is the poison that killed Romeo
And pain is the sharp blade that killed Juliet
Love and pain are one in the endless torment that was once us
Our love was not a fairytale, it was a dream
A dream I did not want to wake up from, nor did I want to continue
We are the lost ones
About the Creator
lydia live
I’m a 21 year old woman. I’ve struggled with depression my whole life. I made my account here to show people they are not alone. Depression and anxiety are tough things to live with but we can make it through. I’m here for you.
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