FOLLOW

In the name of God, I may have asked him to make you as mine, but the prayers of the callous saint won't be heard as I had swallowed the darkness of the night and turn into one of your shadows. I may don’t have the chance to be yours, but baby I’ll protect you just so you know I have tattooed your name on my swollen heart. Don’t see me anymore as your holy saint because baby you are my only demon that lives in my undying soul of desperados. Baby I can't say how much I love everything about you, we may have the disconnect desires of wanting to get to know with each other, but baby you know we are all just a bunch of desperados. The thoughts of seeing you with someone else kills the inside of me that has been caged by the needs of not getting hurt anymore, but whenever you are here in front of me, I became vulnerable as the callous thoughts of the cynical misfits of the night started to project thousands of images of the dying part and living soul of the dead man. When I see you looking at me, I became happy because I was waiting for it, but I know that is not for forever. You would be my eternal dreams. I truly understand who am I and what am I becoming but baby you are my ecstasy. I am becoming the seeress of my own. Seeing myself getting myself a formless dream of no future, I became stoic. You are the heart of the living corpses that lies along the road waiting for the death angel to take them and bring them to the God. I am both happy and sad when I think of what I have become because I could always be better, but baby you know why I became like this and you know that no matter where I go my past would seem to follow me. All I can do is to chin up, and fake a smile because God knows that’s what everybody been doing. The search of finding my true self inside of the other people is only an excuse to search the true self of the irrelevant kid who killed himself for the night and reincarnated as the prince of the night. Oh god, help him. The presentation I made for you is not what I want it to be like. I can't say how excited am I to see you looking at me first. With just that, you have stolen, what's left in my heart. Baby I wouldn’t ask for more, but come into my dream every night only to accompany me at least in my kingdom of nightmares. I won't be crying at the of the road. I must say I am truly lost on what I should do to make and tell you that I like you and all I want is to crown you as my haruspex. What I do, now, is something I had to in order to camouflage people around me. It's an art given by God. I will find your replacement and this sick and meaningless process will continue on. What will I do? I will get through it. Where will I go? Anywhere I want. How far will I go? As far as you will take me. I will be here looking to myself smiling all alone because I know I am more of what I had become.