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