Look into my sad eyes
And tell me I am all you have ever wanted.

One day you left
without regard
and took all of me with you.
For days I lingered throughout the lonely halls
searching for what was once mine,
so poise and careful,
it was one of a kind.
People ask from time to time
if it was ever found
My sad response,
"It never came around.
I'm afraid it was burned to the ground
and now the ashes lay within me.
Sometimes at night you'll here things,
look out the window and see me
digging and howling,
hoping for the emergence of my own self."
I truthfully don't know where I'm going,
But I know where I've been.
The torment must be put to rest.
The patronizing stares
and dreams of your face.
I only search for the end,
a gratifying and final death.