Choas

I wish she only knew,
What’s flowing through my mind,
The spinning of my every thoughts,
Of love yet redefined.

My heart is falling through,
What simple feelings fled,
The cracking of my inner self,
Has left me beyond dead.

Turmoil in my soul,
Is tearing me apart.
Yet it whispers that this chaos,
Means I still have a beating heart.

So while she leads her perfect life,
And leaves me hear to dry.
Ill grant myself the final wish,
The simple gift, to die.

It surges through me like a river,
The bloody force of hell.
A screaming night of fortunes,
Yet no story left to tell.

Splendid are the days to come,
And soft spoken are the nights.
So stretched beyond imagination,
The “disagreement” comes to strife.

I wish she only knew,
What is flowing through my soul.
The suicide of my aspirations,
My life is all but cold.