Another Sadness

I never knew how I got here. All I can say that it was near. The taste that my senses feel is fear. What I still remember is you, my dear.

Here's where it all went wrong.

I see myself running in my dream. Although the truth are not what they seem. The sun may never come and beam. Our sticks can't ever be a team.

For what I've done can't be stop. No matter how hard they would hop. These veins need only to wait until they pop. Never again I can feel to be on top.

My ferris wheel is going down. A bitter-like taste around the town. A blood bath in my night gown. My misery just keep going around.

Where should I end it?

A little over Cornwall I might find. A stroke of light in my dim mind. A touch of a button is one of a kind. For I have seen much more than you would wind.