He looks at me I look away,
I try to move I cannot sway,
He turns to leave I start to cry,
I feel my heart can only die,

It’s been so long my souls been hurt,
Light into dark is all they convert,
I look in the mirror and see nothing there,
I look at my face only see a fake stare,

Why can’t I just run to a far away place,
Existently dead with no one to face,
I am trying so hard and failing so far,
I am not even hearing my songs to a star,

My gift is forgiveness but not the right kind,
Of darkness and ****** and hatred they find,
I close the book on a life that I end,
I put away something I never will send,

The dream of the hopeless and horrible way,
In my mind it will be in my mind it will stay,
And I will not stop until I don’t see,
The moon and the sun won’t stop staring at me,

If I hear a small whisper to soft for the ear,
I end my own life for the innocents fear.