Narcissism 

I have know you since I was very young.

But I did not had any interested in you at all.

Nor I had interested in anyone.

I never experienced the feeling called love before.

As years went by, we had grown pass adolescent.

And that was when I realised you have became the most beautiful girl.

Suddenly my grey day stopped, and the skies above turned blue.

My heart was wrapped up in clover, the night I looked at you.

To you, my heart I surrender.

 

You are sweet rose of virtue and of gentleness,

delightful lily of youthful wantonness,

richest in bounty and in beauty clear

and in every virtue that is held most dear

I lost myself in time just looking at you.

 

Though I love you with a love that is more than love—

deep inside I know we cannot be together.

I want to hear your voice just once.

Your tender touch and a soft kiss, I long to own. 

Everyday another tear, everyday a lot more fear. 

All my soul within me burning with passion and pain.

An atmosphere of sorrow gradually consumed me. 

 

Finally on that fateful night, when the moon shine bright.

I stand before a broken mirror, with a bleeding fist,

A glittering silver blade against a wrist.

Tears falling down to my unkissed lips.

I am taking her with me, my dearest,

To the land of Hades where I can finally be

One with my reflection, the image of perfection.