I miss it.
Trying to get these words out of my mouth but just too numb to move,
I can't cope with this distance, everyone; they disappove.
My death defying love towards you makes even me feel unsafe.
So unstable and my emotionless face,
like a candle my patience is wearing thin,
I just want to be able to feel something else within.
Withering me down until I hit the ground. I'm hollow.
Just a pointless existance, filled with woe.
Blank emptiness, fear being abandoned,
yet I yearn to be alone.