She Is Dead Death.

She killed my dreams as she slaughtered hers
with no apparent reason,
those desires of before does not live here anymore
and even if there was some,
they would have disappeared
just like you changed my aura
and modified his mind.

you are the one who got away inside yourself
there is none of the being,
which swam in this world once,
the one I never knew.

you were ruined since the very start
you are the one looking only for the money, success and heavy load
a danger to stay away, a loneliness for no one to stay close
closer is death, certain.

you are emptyness also,
you are the black witch
the one who suffers it all for being who you are
still, does not do a thing to transform it all.

you are sadness
you are unhopefulness
you are damned
and you damaged me

you should never have peace
you will never have my love
because nor having a past like yours,
you learned something.

you are a whole jar of nothing
and only makes me sadder
this force so huge of your hate thinks it is a game
where you go on for the harder and deeper of me to deconstruct.

you create harm where you pass
no one can take it no longer
you could be the end of me
but you can not touch me no more
trying to hold on, you come on me so out of yourself
what is happening with you?
is there a monster anywhere inside?
boogies are better than your demons
all together are your only friends.

one day the ones whose are still in here for you
will vanish
in a lonesome cold wind of winter
you will find yourself.
and this, there is no use to manipulate to do what it is that you want.
the universe conspires
your karma is full.
throw some cinammon
and rosemary
thick salt
everything all over you
and blow away.

I am everything without you
let me go.