I lost everything, willingly,
People will ask why I behaved this way,
But I don’t regret it.
I loved what I lived even though,
It died, and I fought for it to stay,
Deep down I just knew it wouldn’t.
I can’t say that I’m in touch,
With that deep part of me,
So long I was running away from it,
And now I just can’t feel it anymore,
I’m trying, but I don’t know what I’m trying,
One thing’s for sure though, I’m dying,
And with every passing second I feel it,
When I acknowledge it I don’t experience,
The sadness I thought I would,
Just comfort, and it’s amazing.
I wish I could cry more when I know,
The truth of how lonely I am,
No one in this world who understands,
What I want, for one day I’d die for,
To be happy, and end it there.