Hand to mouth
Hold it back
My words
My fear
My anger
Thoughts line up
Like little soldiers
Ready to wage this war
Eye wide shut
Stare through me
Your scorn
Your hate
Your loathing
Disdain marches in
Overtaking the place
Of our once undying devotion
Open your ears
Hear my plea
Our past
Our present
Our future
Regrets take place
Of dreams we made
When we were much younger.
Mouth gaped wide
Taste the defeat
My tears
Your sighs
Our ending.