Ludwig van Beethoven
Heaven’s Illusion
I wish I had done this sooner.
I thought I could open the secret passageway to Heaven.
But, I was wrong.
My sins are to much.
Too heavy for even Hell to hold.
Even worse, I slipped as rain from Hell.
Rain brings relief to summer.
I bring along with me my doomed fate of past life.
That still haunts me till my last life.
Desire is my ex.
Death is my present.
Life, is my future.
Loneliness is aloof.
But, it is, as a matter of fact my all time companion.
The Soulmate, I am bonded to for all my livеs.