sitting back feeling the emptyness in my chest
Wishing i could put these demons down, away to rest
Contemplating on the end and nearly embacing the cold yet soothing grip of death
Wishing things werent as they are, wond'ring what ive got left
Feeling drained of all emotion except for guilt and sadness
Resented devotion fueling me, my heart in state of madness.
Sitting, watching time go by wishing i could hold you
For just a minute more and to say how much I owe you
The hurt although sparked by you carries but one target
Revenge i do not wish on you, although my soul feels tarnished