[The Fall Of Romance Series.Statue.vol.1]..

statue...this is what i am… made of rock..made of sorrow.. this is what i became.. ages will come along ,and i will be the same…statue.. feelings inside me already stopped to grow.. don’t ask me how..because i don’t want to know.. the sun will rise over my body.. i shall feel no heat.. you can even sit under my miserable shadow to study… and if you are sick of waiting for some change..don’t wait… don’t build your wishes under my legs… i am not in need for more concrete and cement.. hopefully you kick out of your mind those illusive gigs… there is nothing called love..no one keeps his agreement… befor you..i did so.. and it ended up with me a statue… don’t hang your wishes upon my stoned arm… don’t be stupid.. don’t be romantic… are you waiting for the love to come… it’s all fake..just be realistic… there is no body deserves what you want to share… believe me and don’t make the love , your god… you will regret , and instead of your tear… you will cry grieve.. you will cry blood… and some day your tears will be no longer human… when it will be solid..when it will be rocks… blame only your self.. you were the first love fan… how many letters you wrote ..? how many you have read of books..? now the question of why within your brain is about to blow… but no one will feel it..because you will be a statue… haven’t you wonder how far i have been in this place…?! rain , lightning and thunder is falling upon me… birds flying along , pissing on my face… for a long time until the very day… how fabulous was the beginning… how sad was the end… when i fell in love..how i was thinking… it’s all gone now, like a heap of hay through the wind… now, whatever i will scream, no one will hear my voice… i have been a prisoner of love curse long time ago… every body shall pay for his own wrong choice… i think i will ever stay like this.. a statue… this is what i am.. made of rock.. made of sorrow… this is what i became… ages will come along , and i will be the same..statue… feeling within me already stopped to grow… and don’t ask me how..because i don’t want to know… i can’t behave.. i can’t think.. i am a statue…