Telling yourself you don't exist doesn't change anything
Dreams are the same thing as death these days
Are you willing to lose everything for your passion and your purpose?
The quiet raindrops comfort your tears for it was your very tears that came from the vast and salty ocean
With your mouth full of your own blood, the only thing you can taste is her tongue
Your words, soiled with memory of hers
Your skin, void of any warmth,
Numb and frozen, without her silky flesh to caress
You search for the sunlight
The rain has been pleasant
But you long for the sun to reach its rays out, dig deep, and warm you from your very core
You wonder if you will ever feel again, if the numbness will subside
But comfort comes in storm clouds and happiness always forgets to kiss you goodnight
Loneliness clouds your judgment and escape is only accomplished to your own demise
You feel weak with so many pieces missing
Will you ever be whole?
The thought of bliss burns your hollow insides until you incinerate from the inside out
And all you are is broken fragments
***** dust with no place to invade except for your *own broken heart
Meh. Still needs editing.