I sit alone, lost in what to believe...
As the sun hits the day...

A tingle moving through your skin,
A new beginning, a new start...

Take no notice,
Of the art that possesses my skin...

Hidden behind fake smiles,
& Never ending tears...

I never knew what it was to love, but you threw me...

As pen hits paper,
It explains exactly what was said...

LOVE TO HATE;HATE TO LOVE.
The truth is overrated. Nothing is good but lies...

This is the cut.
This is where it ends...

Laying among a night lit sky,
I will let go...

I feel your eyes crawling over me,
Like my secrets had been told...

My eyes are open,
My ears are clear...

The warmth in my skin proceeded to leave,
My mind packed what it had and left...