I pretended to be content, I should have known better, I've been down this route, Enough to know you're a conniving snake, Yet I'm a fool or a hopeless romantic, You know what to say to reel me in, Then you sting me with your fangs, Leave me in solitude to deal with my misery, You get satisfaction every time, Because everything you do is for your convenience, I'm just your therapist, Who physically never sees you, I long to hold you and feel emotionally close to you, And the farther you are, I am reminded that we will never be. I despise myself for desiring this forbidden fruit, No matter how much I attempt these hopeless spells, I've been cursed by a demon, As all seem to fail me, I've become deranged, Relied on the occult for false pretense, I'd hoped it would bring light into my world. Yet I've lost myself because it was feigned, YOU'RE GONE. SO IS EVERYONE ELSE, NO ONE HEARS MY CRIES OF DESPAIR, I pray to God to help and forgive me, AND I DON'T KNOW IF HE EVEN EXISTS, ARE YOU EVEN HERE? HAVE YOU ABANDONED ME TOO? I've drowned in a sea of pessimism, My light is gone, Everyone is a foe, I'm nowhere to be found..