In My Veins- Part Two ( The Untold Story)
The Fire Brigade was there,
Right outside the door of what was our home,
People around it as if they were waiting for a show to start,
Somehow after seven long years I still remember how our door looked.
Funny how we ended up ruining each other,
I had been lost all the time when I was with you,
Or maybe I was always lost till I left you,
When the one you loved with all your heart thinks of you as a stranger.
You called me a stranger who destroyed you,
But what about the moments when you needed to be rebuilt,
The moments when you had given up on your dreams,
Right now as I see your charred body being carried out nostalgia hits me.
I thought I would live and survive without your shadow cast on me,
Living away from you all this while,
Trying to figure out my purpose in life,
You haunted me in my memories.
That gaze of warmth that you had,
Once you had set your sights on me I was all yours,
You became my friend and then slowly everything,
You took all the vacant space that there was in my heart only to make me fall.
I always thought that a relationship had two people,
But in our case it was just me who was blind in love,
You told the world about my flaws and my cold-hearted personality,
But never you told them the things that led to it.
I cried to you,
Asking for you to give me your time,
The time that you devoted to the unknowns,
Solving their problems but never mine.
And now I see your body,
Fell the last cuts that you had cut,
Trying to escape from the ghost of us from our past,
When I stepped out of your life,
You life went reverse.
You painted me as villain that I never was,
Telling a tale to the world which wasn't the whole truth,
Who was there when you were battling your depression,
Who was there when you needed a family away from home.
Or I thought that I was your family,
You be-ratted me,
Made me feel expendable and then the final act,
Ignoring your heart to be lost in the worldly charms.
I had to go away,
You thought it was easy for me,
What about the sleepless nights and the tear drenched pillow,
About the absence of a soul from your body.
I sit inside the house,
The house where we first met,
Locking myself in my favourite room,
Smelling the light fragrance of the inflammable liquid that you had used.
And there I relived us for one more time,
Smiling as a drop of blood releases itself from the grasp of my body,
With a small gash on my arm and a glass of whiskey I stood,
Smoking the last cigarette of the pack,
Throwing the lit stub to the liquid.
With your smiling face asking me to follow you,
The flames engulf my body,
Releasing a part of your soul that was stuck inside me,
With you now already gone,
I feel free in this inferno,
As you were always hidden,
In my veins.
I had been lost all the time when I was with you,
Or maybe I was always lost till I left you,
When the one you loved with all your heart thinks of you as a stranger.
You called me a stranger who destroyed you,
But what about the moments when you needed to be rebuilt,
The moments when you had given up on your dreams,
Right now as I see your charred body being carried out nostalgia hits me.
I thought I would live and survive without your shadow cast on me,
Living away from you all this while,
Trying to figure out my purpose in life,
You haunted me in my memories.
That gaze of warmth that you had,
Once you had set your sights on me I was all yours,
You became my friend and then slowly everything,
You took all the vacant space that there was in my heart only to make me fall.
I always thought that a relationship had two people,
But in our case it was just me who was blind in love,
You told the world about my flaws and my cold-hearted personality,
But never you told them the things that led to it.
I cried to you,
Asking for you to give me your time,
The time that you devoted to the unknowns,
Solving their problems but never mine.
And now I see your body,
Fell the last cuts that you had cut,
Trying to escape from the ghost of us from our past,
When I stepped out of your life,
You life went reverse.
You painted me as villain that I never was,
Telling a tale to the world which wasn't the whole truth,
Who was there when you were battling your depression,
Who was there when you needed a family away from home.
Or I thought that I was your family,
You be-ratted me,
Made me feel expendable and then the final act,
Ignoring your heart to be lost in the worldly charms.
I had to go away,
You thought it was easy for me,
What about the sleepless nights and the tear drenched pillow,
About the absence of a soul from your body.
I sit inside the house,
The house where we first met,
Locking myself in my favourite room,
Smelling the light fragrance of the inflammable liquid that you had used.
And there I relived us for one more time,
Smiling as a drop of blood releases itself from the grasp of my body,
With a small gash on my arm and a glass of whiskey I stood,
Smoking the last cigarette of the pack,
Throwing the lit stub to the liquid.
With your smiling face asking me to follow you,
The flames engulf my body,
Releasing a part of your soul that was stuck inside me,
With you now already gone,
I feel free in this inferno,
As you were always hidden,
In my veins.
