I don't know what to say
I don't know if I may
Am I okay

He became the ruler
He became the owner

He drew me in like the dagger to my heart
As my blood pours out I remember every shot
The shots of love that made me
blue
At these point I knew
His love became a figure of my imagination

He took me to the place
The place of 'sweet surrender'

It's 11:04 at night
And your image appears

I feel a constant shiver. From the bottom of my feet to the tip on my head
My pulse racers to my hand
As I touch what seems to be your face
Is this in my           Head.

My imagination meets yours as we run toward the sand
Our house is built on rock
Our relationship is strong
Do you see           Me?

I am here
Here with you.
We built our lives together, no one will understand
You held my heart in your hand and kept it warm
as
      if
        you
           cared
I am yet to see what others say
But I will not believe for you have made me         Stay,

You comprehend me and I comprehend you
We have become one
And it is now          Done!

It's 11:04 at night
And your image appears

I have let the darkness take over
And I have silenced my humanity
I am no more
I have no core

I gave up on you
I gave up on us
I let you win
And now I have sinned.....
A
Sin
So
Big
I cannot be committed of ******
Cause it doesn't exist

You made a fool out of me,
As they say fool me once shame on you
Fool me twice can put the blame on you
I am no more
I have no core

The silence is my friend
The silence I comprehend
The darkness is me
And the light has escaped
I am empty

Only you have the power to make me feel so insecure
every time I ask you how you feel about me
your answer is "I'm not sure"
Sometimes I question why I'm even in a relationship for
I'm at the point of saying "**** it. I don't give a **** anymore."
If I were to walk away
you wouldn't even see me leave
you wouldn't blink, you wouldn't worry or chase after me
I'd just be another toy you would add to your book of fantasies
You only wanted one thing
you got it
now you have no more use for me.

He only knew her by the broken glass in her hands.  They ate of the plain bread. Drank of the new wine. Yet still felt empty. Thirsty with an over flowing cup. We find ourself at the dinner table ample opportunity. Not blinking as they're realizing they're missing a guest. Eyes over the toilet bowl, bending over it's depths. Nothing can drown out the sound of a holy communism. Blade meets flesh, young girl at best. Her true colors vibrant in her lubrucated eyes. God where are you. But everywhere. Tunnels flocked with paper cats, no stones here.

why, what's wrong?*

sometimes everything, sometimes nothing, sometimes i don't even know.  

depression shows up uninvited and makes a home in my chest.