What ever happened,
To the games we used to play?
Hide my heart,
It's beating for you anyway.

Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust.
Can you fix my soul,
So covered in rust?

We used to talk for hours,
I'd dream of what we'd be.
But now it seems it's always,
Just my endless soliloquy.

It's over,
Your love is gone.
And I cannot remember,
What we did wrong.

Like waves on open shores,
You beat against me.
And I promised you the sort of thing,
That I knew could never be.

I promised you the world,
And you took mine.
Now I know that I will never,
Have you in time.

Well the night can't get much darker,
It's an hour before the dawn.
I can't stop thinking about you,
Now that you're so long gone.

A thousand miles between us,
I wish I could just drive.
But you wouldn't have me on your doorstep,
And I don't think I can see you alive.

It's a quarter to the dawn,
My cigarette is gone.
And I can't believe the melodies,
While they play our favorite song.

And I guess this night can't get darker,
When dawn never comes.
I guess I'll have to forget you,
And what you've become.

Is it so early,
That you can't utter hello?
No more aspirations,
Of Heaven above, Or Hell below?

Too much time has passed,
Since we last spoke.
Your voice was my melody,
Your words, the song we wrote.

I suppose you couldn't listen,
To my dying benediction.
You're the needle in my arm,
The ****** to my addiction.

But ****, I can't sleep with you gone,
Something akin to a clear head.
And I hate every second,
When it's 3 a.m. and I'm lying in bed.

****, I guess it's over,
We're all said and done.
And I feel like I've lost,
While you say that you won.

My friends, they all are gone.
I've laid them to rest.
Shovel and blisters in my hands,
I've nearly conquered this test.

I've shed tears for the fallen,
But I know one day they shall rise.
In his tomb I'll find you,
I shall be your demise.

You pitiful wretch of a man,
The shell of what you once were.
I'd spill your blood for nothing,
For less I've done much more.

Fate would have it,
You live today.
But I'll see you in Hell,
I look forward to the day.

I bite my lip and prepare to jump,
In my literary suicide.
I've got my diary scrawled over my heart,
And I've got nothing left to hide.

I'm an addict for your love,
But you don't exist.
We live in a world,
Of spelling errors and misprints.

So take your pen,
And sign your name on my soul.
Give me one last kiss,
Please, just to make me whole.

Tie the knot,
And kick the chair from under me.
This poem is all about,
Me just trying to let you be.

You see,
Depression is a funny thing.
The pain and suffering,
That only drowning can bring.

I've watch all my friends succumb,
To a pain I had never dreamed of,
Until I took a moment,
To feel what I had inside.

Then I began to believe,
That nothing hurts more.
It's like you're trapped in a burning building,
With flames covering the door.

And everyone around you,
Is breathing perfectly fine.
While you're drowning in the water,
Trying to push back the tide.

The time of day is now,
When I feel that itch beneath my skin.
And every second hurts,
When I'm not filled with sin.

But continuously isn't in my vocabulary,
Just like the color of your soul.
But sometimes I get trapped,
In a world that'll never be whole.

I can't say I'd falter,
If you offered me your name.
But if I had to sell my soul,
The devil knows it would be for fame.

It's not the kind you think,
Where you'd see my face on every channel.
But God knows I wouldn't stop,
If I could put your head up on my mantle.

The fire would roar,
And I'd soon watch your face begin to melt.
But I would never be rid of,
Those feelings that I have felt.