Poetry of Shell

Kenny

I can only imagine where you really are

Despite what you've done to me

It hurts me to think

I hope you're happy with yourself for deceiving this heart

But now I'm taking responsibility, I foolishly did my part.

But now it's hard to swallow, thinking of you trying to find your way in the dark.

Shadows dancing around you needles in their hands.

You alone so thirsty, just trying to understand.

These are the nightmares created by my mind.

I wanted to save you, in so many ways.

But you viciously declined.

I still have the pain.

So here's my prayer for you.

Or maybe my last plea.

Maybe it's too late?

I don't know, I guess we will see.

I hope you finally found peace.

And the proper ecstasy.

Up in the heavens, but far away from me.