Don’t lose those dreams of such shores and seas,

Don’t lock those doors and lose the keys.

I tried but lied, I died inside.

I was denied the right to shine,

Despite the might with which I began to fight.

I defied the nights delight in spite of its glorious insight.


Consumed while I loomed, seemingly doomed,

Monsooned, I just fumed as the world boomed,

Oblivious to the malicious endeavours,

Thought you’d be delicious – this feeling? Insidious.

You’re sorely missed.

This pain remains the flame

That tames the shame

That claims what we became…

All, but insane.