a graveyard in my soul,

of emotions that die before they're revealed.

setting my mind on fire,

to cast the shadows that i keep sealed.

often i think too much,

yet hold my silence and say nothing at all.

fading with every breath,

in these flames, i will take my final fall.

oh love, can't you see?

i'm both a living and dying paradox.

every battle for survival,

fails a bit with the ending of the clock.

loving the pain a little too much,

smiles mixing with the fall of crystal tears.

see, the paradox i'm describing,

is the existence that i live to die for, my dear.