This is for me,
And anyone who feels the same,
That knows what it feels like,
To be present but somehow disconnected,

This is for us,
Who has issues with trust,
Our souls screaming out for help,
Yet our lips forever sealed,

This is for each and every one of us,
With a heart yearning for love,
Seeking it every waking hour,
Yet forever out of grasp,

This is for me,
Alive and breathing,
But numb and beaten,
Hoping for a better tomorrow.

If only she knew,
How much his heart yearns for hers.
If only she knew,
Every moment he has spent with another,
She was always in his thoughts,
His heart, his being.
Its not that he can't approach her,
He couldn't. She forbids him.
Torments his already tormented soul.
Not of spite, but of fear.
Inacceptance.
Remnants of a dying world,
Latching on to their existence,
An invisible wall.
They will always be together, apart.

Hurt, Exhaustion, Anger, Regret, Troubled
The heart is but a fragile thing,
To take all the hurt from a broken world,
Its exhausted from trying to keep up for so long,
Its angry for all the right reasons,
The regret it feels for what might have been,
Troubled, it knows of no solution.

The heart is but a fragile thing,
It tries to be strong,
Alone in the world,
This twisted world,
Filled with riches but none eases it,
The heart tries, it surely does.

Happy, Elated, Awed, Relaxed, Thankful
The heart felt it before,
The happiness of being around it called friends,
The elation of doing what it loves,
The awe it felt when discovering new things,
The relaxation of knowing that life will be okay,
Thankful it was, thankful for the things it had.

It feels none of that anymore,
Its numb from what the world had done to it,
Beaten, crumpled and crushed,
It doesn't even recognize itself anymore,
Nor of the world around it.

Its all but a ruse,
The way you held me,
How you spoke softly,
Gently you caressed my soul,
All but a ruse.

Its all but a dream,
Me, you, us together,
An ethereal match,
Our flames of desire matched only by the sun,
All but a dream.

A dream and a ruse.

What is love if not breaking down walls,
The wall of trust,
The wall of insecurities,
The wall of self.

What is love if not giving,
A piece of yourself,
A piece of your heart,
A piece of your soul.

What is love if not sacrifice,
The sacrifice of time,
The sacrifice of dedication,
The sacrifice of ego.

What is love if not showing weakness,
To have your heart laid out on the table,
Entrusting your insecurities to a stranger,
To have your soul attached to another.

What is love if not all this and more.