Passerbys

From you to me, pain is the reality
on this god giving earth, I can never be free,
when I'm seeking comfort and concern, its been nothing but retreat,
I have taking in passerbys irrationally, giving into their hungry lusts and needs,
Ive always been lured by sweet sensuality, Thinking it could satisfy me,
Thinking in those few lasting moments of sweat and Ecstasy could awaken that dead part you left in me,
Thinking maybe just maybe this next passerby will be the one for me,

"Oh" how much Ive been lost in passion so numerously,
Forcing my mind to numb away from the aches of my heart, sealing away the everlasting pain that eats it away with an emotionless kiss
Pretending when I lay myself down for you it doesn't exist, Pretending its you and your touch that my bodies completely embraced,
Pretended you've reached my peek, I still get amazed at how a man can see past the emptiness in my eyes, who said the blind are unfortunate
But even my numb days are numbered, they too eventually don't last, eventually when its all said and done and hes got what he came for,
I'm left to the mess Ive taken aboard, forced to walk away from another passerby where what once was is no longer anymore,...