There's no escape..
I speak truth, or i just don't speak...
I fade to solitude, desolation and silence
the only comforts in this world of lies
but in the silence there is a suppressed
darkness and it swallows me hole
leaving me hollow and numb...
But this numbness is becoming a welcome
feeling to the abuse and pain of those that
fake their feelings...
They say they care... they care enough to spit in my
tear stained face and tell me to f*/k off, they care
enough to slap me when I speak
truth to them... Honesty to all their lies...
Your love is the only thing that sustains me against these torments.
I suffered and died ...
she suffered and died but
She died in my arms, her blood trickling slowly in the gapes in the white tiles finding the only true escape.
she took her last breath while gazing at mine.
She left me here to fight this fight.... and it is not a fight I wish to fight alone....
But She died and I lived against all odds...
