Riding on the swell
Of the rising pain in my body
I catch one glimpse of your face
I am lonely
I am confused
I am hurt
You are gone
You have been taken
You are in the comfort of your home
And I am abandoned
Alone in this world of hurt
A world full of creatures born and bred to cause strife
To harm
To ****
To make each other bleed
I am riding this swell
Of ever rising agony
Trying to extract the shrapnel of a shattered heart
Out of my splintering organs
Bleeding to death is an option
There is not any point in being here
Alone
By myself
No one to love
No one to be loved by
This turmoil of emotions gives me not a reprieve,
But a mind numbing truth
This is the end
The end of Us
Therefore the end of me
The end of Me
Nothing matters in this ocean of never healing brokenness
The one place where the searing heat of your gaze
Cannot reach me
Where I most need it to
The one place where your touch
Brings no respite
When I need the comfort of your embrace
The place where Your memory haunts me
It haunts me when I need to use it as a buoy
To save my life
This is the ocean in which the smell of you
Cannot wash the tainted waters of my hurt, from my lungs
In this ocean of utter and complete despair
Your kiss cannot put the breath back into my body
My love, my life, you have become the death of me
Oct 6, 2012
Oct 6, 2012 at 2:27 AM UTC
Riding on the swell
Of the rising pain in my body
I catch one glimpse of your face
I am lonely
I am confused
I am hurt
You are gone
You have been taken
You are in the comfort of your home
And I am abandoned
Alone in this world of hurt
A world full of creatures born and bred to cause strife
To harm
To ****
To make each other bleed
I am riding this swell
Of ever rising agony
Trying to extract the shrapnel of a shattered heart
Out of my splintering organs
Bleeding to death is an option
There is not any point in being here
Alone
By myself
No one to love
No one to be loved by
This turmoil of emotions gives me not a reprieve,
But a mind numbing truth
This is the end
The end of Us
Therefore the end of me
The end of Me
Nothing matters in this ocean of never healing brokenness
The one place where the searing heat of your gaze
Cannot reach me
Where I most need it to
The one place where your touch
Brings no respite
When I need the comfort of your embrace
The place where Your memory haunts me
It haunts me when I need to use it as a buoy
To save my life
This is the ocean in which the smell of you
Cannot wash the tainted waters of my hurt, from my lungs
In this ocean of utter and complete despair
Your kiss cannot put the breath back into my body
My love, my life, you have become the death of me
