Eternity with you… shouldn't it be bliss?
Then why this suffocation?
I lie beside dead and cold,
My soul burning inside.
Entwined in an orchid of oppugn,
Lucidity is adrift and peace is disquieted.
Fear of solitude is restraining me.
But Inside I want to break free.
Your presence then brought pride,
But now it’s a plague demeaning my being
Eternity with you… will it be bliss?
Aeon of Emotional Anomaly….