What Is This?

Cold and distant
the bitterness closing in
a constant visit
of reality that won't seep in..

Bitter and broken
tears of sorrow
I thought I had woken
while waiting for the 'morrow.

Bleeding and sobbing
living a lie
constantly robbing
what is this life?

The pain closes in
and I become cold
loving and breaking
..becoming old..

What is this?