―― I didn’t expect for a very long time
That this would ever happen.
I was scared of betraying.
As I continue,
This isn’t anything like that in the first place
I thought.
If you were to give this a name
I believe it’d be imitation. What’s given
Isn’t a gentle hand or words,
Sweet, tender words only burn the heart with false pleasure.
How do you swallow those plain words,
Those foolish thoughts veiled my desperation.
Words so superficial, betrayal would be immediate.
And, those words I speak are empty.
I don’t believe those things.
There isn’t love in this world.
All of it is an illusion,
And if you think it’s somewhere in this world,
It doesn’t exist ―― The image of God
Threw out this diminutive existence, with little mercy.
I’m a vampire.
And if you were to take an image of such
Nothing is captured.
A mere counterfeit.
Love doesn’t exist… …
―― I don’t need it.