You are empty and unwanted.
My quivers need fulfilling.
Millions of questions bustle in my mind,
And you unwilling to answer!
How do you stay?

It would be heaven to disappear,
From your smug silence,
And elude your vacant heart,
That twists my mind into nervous ticks.

You ugly, unwelcome thing,
Get out!

Pressure builds in the valley,
The crevices of my mind.
Feeling alone in an occupied world,
I stand with the burdens and doubts that inhibit me.
Whether I hold on or let go,
The stress merely engulfs me.
I am stuck in a hidden place where no one can find me,
As I desperately seek an answer .

In the stillness, we are reminded of pain, we are reminded of what was forgotten-mild, long ago. If we see the shimmer, we are embraced by the lingering bliss, and we can hear the laughter mementos, the pleasures that subsided. It is imperative that we forget our thrills.

In your doubt I am left, alone,
Alongside your battle of self identity.
I used to hurl flames at you,
Yet now you are the one to set me aflame.
Burning away our trust,
You devour it whole,
Leaving only putty ashes in my mouth.

I have polluted you;
Is it true-am I poison?
You were once so you,
So curious and strong.

I have teared your muscles,
I have thrown too much,
Not in any effort to make you weak.
But because I make my burdens contagious.

It is in the right to leave,
To break away from my disaster.

Your love was once warm.
Your mind used to fascinate me.
Your hairs were golden, bright, and soft.

Now your love makes me tired.
Your words pierce my heart,
As your mind rants in analytical jargon;
The "importance of logic".
I feel no warmth from you,
I see no sun in your straw hair.

I am empty in my efforts to fuel this cumbersome relationship.

The situation proved unsatisfactory.
The moment I opened my mouth,
I knew I couldn't give her what she wanted.
The silence sought began to seep from my fingers,
And the glow of her face began to fade.

She's tired.