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The Sun sets,
On yet another day,
With another fissure in my soul,
Leading me to decay.
You must love the look of terror,
The pain filled tears in my eyes.
The damnation you've condemned me to.
Silently I take the torture,
The agony subsides,
When you finally smile and open your arms to me.
Assinine person that I am,
I run to you,
And bury myself within your embrace
The warmth and love I feel,
Is it real?
Or is it just a flattering illusion,
Made up by my own mind?
What is it I see?
Do you care for me?
Should I care for me?
Or do what so many others have tried?
I leave myself to die.
An end to the pain,
A respite to the fear.
If I were to be gone tomorrow,
Would you notice?
Would you shake your head and laugh,
Or would something break deep inside?
Show me what you feel.
Tell me what you think you cannot say.
I need to hear something,
Before I fade away...