Haunted Presences

In the middle of the night I can see the the sparkling stars

I know that you are the one who is shooting across the night sky

I cannot even see you, only the burning world of Mars

You have gone so far away, every single night I cry

The way I am crying my heart out inside a pillow

The pain and turmoil that you have caused

I am the shattered person, now I am a widow

My wounds are bleeding and I wish I can be pushed on pause

I will bare my wounds embrace them with pride

I left my heart open to a phenomenally, handsome angel

All what is left of me is a shell, I have no place to hide

Hearing the a little secret sound of a holy bell

Your handsome face haunts my dreams and my nightmares

Not touching nor kissing you all over underneath the sheets

It is the most unsettling feeling ever in my life, this is unfair

I am so miserable because I cannot hear or feel your presence and heartbeats