"And my heart
where did it all go?
the last thing i remember
was waking up from a dream
to find outside the covers of your arms
its cold..."
"What am i doing im interrogating you heart for the answers we found simple only a few months ago back when it was cold back when we fogged up the windows of the car with the steam of intoxication of sliding on perspiration...."
"lay waste again to me and i promise i wont even fight to stand... i'll do everything i can to forget who i am"
"im a sad excuse to love im a sad excuse to live and im a sad excuse to cry... please dont refuse me"
"so i wandered beside you.. actually you came up to me... it doesnt matter, we were together today and it made the pain melt away"
"and once again im tearing myself apart with the questions of what did i do, why are we like this...
....to the point of self-repulsion of my very being..
...to the point of self-exclusion of my conscience thought..
im dying and i cant seem to struggle to live...
...ive lost the reason to struggle"