long ago i lived in a beautiful castle with rose blooms surrounding it, with white washed marble for its walls and crystal chandeliers on ballrooms, satin for curtains, silver for spoons, forks and knives, gold tassels for everything uncoiled, ah truly it was heaven.

tick- tock, tick- tock, tick- tock

then all i see are dark murky dungeons, rusted balls of chain, charred attics and eerie towers. after all this years, i was led to rot at the highest tower of all.

tick- tock, tick- tock, tick- tock

now, i am free. no matter what happened inside that castle tower rests within the twisted minded and ill- hearted puppeteer. sometimes when memories come knocking on my door, i still bid the call for reverence of what was created, though it did not last, it happened still. i can never betray my heart by forgetting what was then my heaven, for once in my life, it was my happiness.

knock knock knock

there it goes again. but i shall learn to live with it. how time flies fast and changes things quickly.

you may ask, where am i? everywhere. for everywhere is heaven, and everywhere is hell. this for me is paradise redeemed, mine and mine alone.