In silent reverie, I dream
Of days long past and memories –
Faded hopes of what might be,
Now trampled under the underneath,
Of scars, of wounds, of cuts too deep.
The ties that bind, bound now bleed,
And into the abyss I seep –
Forgotten,
Alone,
Empty.
A victim of my own misery,
This final testament I breathe:
I see,
I love.
You were my everything.
Goodbye, my sweets. Goodbye.