Your memory follows as a persistent ghost;
It approaches as the mist beneath the moon,
Snaking over the ocean to where I stand on the coast.
Piercing into my body with a painful tune,
I am laid to waste when it hits me,
A prisoner of a force that I cannot escape.
Fallen over the cliffs and into the dark sea,
Is this how it ends, is this to be my fate?
How did our love turn so bitter,
So that lonely revenge crept in?
All our words turned to litter,
Taking the form of violent sin.
Now I am drowning in an ocean of pain,
And there is no way I can possibly gain.