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.