This is it I'm out of breath
You took my last one from me
And in my peak of diziness
My heart becomes decieving
I'm in more anguish than you know
I can't remember silence
My fingers struggle to let go
My chest still beats with violence
Even as I'm writing this
The page is getting blurry
Sadness writes these words
But left unrestrained it's fury
I'm not so sure it's rage towards you
But anger towards condition
You say in your "current state"
You wouldn't be my best addition
Give it up already!!!
I'm so tired of pretense
I catch a glimpse of soul
So now you've put up your defense
The days drag on longer, still
And life is ever-changing
I seek distraction for hours fill
But to you I'm always revolving
With distraction comes destruction
And I'm writhing in my flesh
I know you aren't my Savior
And my Savior doesn't test
It's reality, exhibit A
Of my own desire
I feel it now conceiving
Giving birth to a stone cold liar
All that being said
I'm now dragging on my pen
I love you, I miss you
And I wish I didn't have to pretend