Saturday, December 21, 2013

Numb

"I'm half a man at best, with half an arrow in my chest. I miss everything we do; I'm half a heart without you." - One Direction (Half a Heart)

My innermost being utterly slain
I swore I wouldn't let you die
I'm riddled with the deepest pain

This instability that I might just feign
to give me some space to cry
My innermost being utterly slain

What is there left in this world to gain,
when everything surrounding me is a lie?
I'm riddled with the deepest pain

Your memory my only sustaining vein
Regret that I never said goodbye
My innermost being utterly slain

My ability to feel is slipping down a drain
I wish it were all a lie
I'm riddled with the deepest pain

Consumed by this torrential reign
I'm standing here alone wondering why
My innermost being utterly slain
I'm riddled with the deepest pain