As i hang up the phone,
i feel so alone...

Have you been watching me up there?
do you hear this final plea...

What is pain?
the twisted torment that haunts the mind...

Ive been here before,
but you put me here again...

This paper weight of love,
is weighing down my heart...

A hand reaches across the distance,
to break the miles between...

You f**ked me up so much,
twisted my heart in your hands...

This may be my last poem to you,
the thought of it breaks my heart...

Theres another presence inside my soul,
Something lurking in my head...