I once had...

I once had a heart whose beats were unpredictable and unmatched. My soul would sometimes dance solo to that rhythm, unbothered by the absence of a swaying partner. My heart is just a muscle now, and my soul is no longer tangible.

I once had a dream where I could be the sum of all the heavenly concepts I had ever aspired to embody in my sordid reality. I have nothing but a recurring, empty fantasy now; a hyperbolized mirage of a man I have never been and will never be.

I once had an angel whose mahogany wings would only flap when my dying lips are vivified by the vigorous embrace of hers. Now, I have nothing but an abominable devil in a filthy mirror that no matter how hard I try to clean, the spots on it never vanish

I once had a heaven of my own, existing on a mundanely lofty earth, where malevolence and hatred were cardinal sins. I have nothing but a man-made hell now, where all my consecrated beliefs are burned alive.

I once had a sublime purpose, a message to deliver, a set of principles to die for and an inner voice with an everlasting echo. I'm now the impeccable personification of futility, and the only voice I hear is listlessness.