Like A Parasite.

From over a million days of my lfe,
I am unable to play even some for my eyes.

This longing inside sometimes gets me thinking,
Is it really your absence or my solitude has me tricking?

All this emptiness, this hollow mould growing inside,
The lonliness gets to me even when I keep your thoughts aside.

Having no one around, nothing gets me inspiring,
And without any appreciation I feel myself sinking,

Back into the void that I struggled so much to escape,
Dragging myself alone from the dark, crawling along the way.

It seems as if this feeling of emptiness feeds on my peace,
Slowly Like A Parasite, gnawing at my every piece.

I often try to remember the moments that we spent,
So surprising when only a few come in my head.

I help myself with motivation and all the hope to stay realistic,
Cause I remember someone envied me for I was "way too optimistic".

That's what I'm trying to be all over again,
Is it wrong? I don't feel guilt, I'm not ashamed.

I just ignore the unwated sights and the unwanted feels,
Let disgust be unheard and hatred be unseen.

Cause I know I miss you, I really do,
As my heart aches at the slightest thought of you.