On occasion, due to recent events or other matters, I stumble upon the wonder that is inspiration. These are the results.
I'm so cold,
Oh, so cold.
The people I had loved,
The things I had enjoyed,
It seems that they have all left me.
Left me, so cold.
It's all for the best,
It's to make her happy,
But it fails to warm,
This cold, broken heart.
This heart, so cold.
I see her in my thoughts,
Tears fall to the ground,
As I remember that these
I have been torn into numerous pieces
each one with their own deviations
Yet every one finds themselves tangled
in less than pleasant relations
hatred, contempt, and deceit
Condescending verbal lashings
trust me, I've seen it all
I used to cry when I stared in the face
of the monster that was my life
But now, I simply return the gaze
and keep all my anger inside
Updated 26th November 2011 at 03:03 AM by Oblivion