her, the art therapist - a stone castle on the island

I’ve tried to save us too many times

Our relationship slowly crumbled down into ashes

I don’t know how many times I’ve told you I loved you in order to prevent it

When I dialed your phone, I can felt us loosing each other by each ring

And every time you looked at me, I feel the soullessness in your eyes,

Slowly fading away every second

I need your wisdom now more than ever

You understood the pain I was cursed with,

and the madness I held in the palm of my hand

Only because you’ve felt the atrocities too

You were my last hope after I’ve lost everything.

My happiness, my morality, my love

There’s nothing left for me now,

And I think you understand that.

I still wish things could back to things were

And the love I used to receive from you by not even asking

I’m sorry if I failed to support you as a friend

Or as the person you wanted me to grow as

Maybe I’m the fuck-up you’ve always feared

I still view you on my screensaver

Always blinded by confusion, trying to understand how I’ve failed you

I’m screaming at your door right now,

And I don’t know if you’re listening or if you’re gone

Maybe you’ve finally seen the monster I’ve become

I don’t blame you for how you’ve reacted

I’m no longer the person you thought I was

And I’m instead now the demon you resent most

If you had to sacrifice me for your happiness,

I’ll be more than glad to be left behind

I wish you had said something.