Thought patterns slip
I thought we were something that fit
I knew I would again miss
As I slip
Down this
Seemingly
Black
And
Bottomless
Pit

Is there I ground below that I'll ever manage to hit?

I'm running running & running yet you still attract
Intuition forever exact
Yet I continue to ignore it's fact

As you put on a show, your pace painfully slow
You've become a foe as your true colors flow
Why is it so hard to admit what I already know?

Your eyes no longer hold that something I hoped to attain,
My pure intentions all expressed in vain

You're broken, my heart is open
Your touch is something I beckon
Your lack of attention is something I attempt to examine
I guess I lied, you can't be broken
Looking in from my world
Your heart is already much too frozen

Swelling rage behind this Aquarian daze
How might I articulate all the ways you've marked me
With only this
simple
blank
page

I'll just keep telling myself this is nothing but a phase

Skin warm
Lungs black
Apparent truth causing ego to react
***** your mask and the pride within which you bask
As you hide so well behind your flask

One day, it'll have to die but you'll still lie
Upon those lies, my heart continues to fry
I'll once more cry
and finally, I'll say goodbye