Lovers to Friends

Because I understand no reason,

It’s the darkness what keeps me bound to this prison.

My face is scarred with tears,

I keep quiet and hide my fears.

I can’t seem to walk it off

Or put it off

I hate the facts

And refuse to act

Its not that I’m not understood

Just misunderstood

It’s the absence

It’s the void

It’s the meaningless

It’s the motionless

It’s the emptiness

Like I said, it’s the absence

Maybe the darkness

It’s a life of torn images

A torn heart

Torn apart

It comes from deep within

And remains therein

Not to be seen.

I blame it on me,

For relaying on uncertainty

And chasing disparity

“Flames to dust
Lovers to friends”

It’s true...all good things come to an end.