I believe she was the one

way before all these began.

She was the love of my lie,

the woman i was planning to make my wife.

Oh! She bore the face of an angel,

but deep down was something so abominable.

Makes me wonder what was true,

the love she professed or the lies she spewed.

Deep in thoughts I lay,

filled with anger and burning with hate,

regrets from feelings already betrayed.

How did I let this all escalate?

When I close my eyes, her face I see,

tortured by memories I wish to erase.

Where's the master of time and space?

To change it all, I beg of him.

Time heal all wounds they said,

but, this at a cost it came

how do I conquer the pain?

I fear for me that love is lost.

The monsters of the night found me,

deep in my they laid their seeds.

Sleep, a luxury I can no longer afford,

is this the end or phase in my life, I’ve grown to abhor?

Once I thrived in the night times

a time when dreams are created and memories cemented,

a time when love holds a candle to our hearts.

Far fetched are all these from me

cause with each night comes new horrors.

I said a prayer in silence,

wishing I’d get a moment with the night I once knew,

but unlike fairy tales where wishes come true,

the night awaits with delight to torment.