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So cold, so alone

Sitting, staring

Into the darkness

Which lies ahead

No light

Except for that

Of the lifeless computer

Lying next to my bed

The dimness earlier

Had been so much better

Only seeing your eyes

Covering my left side

It weeps for you now

Watching the clock

Tick life away

Twas the only thing

That tore us apart

How I wished

To stay forever

Fall asleep

Know it was all a dream

Nothing ever happened

This feeling is all in my head

Not in my chest

My heart does not beat

My eyes do not find

What had not been there

Silence is all I hear

But I wish for a noise

For in my dream it was near silent

This reality could not be so near

To that which I called hope

Hope was useless

At times, at least for I

How could someone like myself

Change into such a different person

I am but a child

Living in this body

But somehow I feel a change

It is coming through my very veins

Taking over what I do not see

I am becoming old

I am becoming cold

Missing what I ought not have had

I did not wish for these things

But now I want it back

Why did you stir such things in me

I was doing fine on my own

I was living, breathing

Enjoying life

Smile after smile

Hope after hope

Now the guilt lays in

When I do not satisfy

I should be helping

I should be by your side

I should

Know what I want

But I don't

But I do

I want everythingn at once

The stars, the sky, and the moon

Come, dance with me

It is the only way I shall know

That my wish is real

The moon shines down

Take it's beam

Take everything to which you belong

Give it away

You do not need it with you

Someone else does

Don't rot your brain with luxury

You'll rot your soul instead

Is that what you live for

To die day in and day out

No, you live for life

You live to know

That something is alright

Something is going to get

You through the day

Am I that something

I don't believe I could be

One must have something

To fall back upon

If their plan does not succeed

Love is too strong a word

Make me disappear

Time machine travel back

Ten years ago or so

Lived a little girl

Who played with figuruines

Day in and day out

She watched Lion King

And played with her barbies

With that she was content

Bring me that day

And I shall approve

But I guess this is the end no

For this does not make any sense

Goodnight fair world

And Happy Halloween to the best of yas