My Torchure

Hello my shadow.
My relentless sea,
why mus you hurt me?
Why must it be me?

Do you scorn me as if a dream,
Or do you scorn me with this reality?
Can you spare one night, one day, one second of time,
just to redeem this soul of mine?

I wish that this pain, this agony, would just set me free,
that everything would just let me be.
As i stand here in desire, you torchure me.
Torchure me as i yearn to forget, to forget about me.

I alone stand here,
I alone... dissapear

By: April Grover