Psychopath Registered: May. 01
| Hardly
I am a memory,
I never existed
And now I am nothing.
Her name, a single word
Melts me, takes me to the ground.
Only alive, can’t she see
I’m destroyed by yesterdays.
And do I gain?
I could only Dream
For chance to side with me,
Inquire, ingest, implode.
Let this not be the disassemblance of me.
Another night with arms still empty.
I’m destroyed.
And do I gain?
Or just fall.
This message was edited by NJopposition on 12-10-01 @ 5:07 PM |