You.

There's a pain in my heart.

And no one seems to care.

Every breath reminds me of the void I have within me.

Shattered dreams and destroyed love are abundant in each tear that falls, uncherished.

Yet hope for redemption lingers under that void that only You can fill.

But You don't want to.

You revel in my pain.

My heartbreak renders you indifferent.

'My fault' echos with every exhalation I make.

I know it will be in my last breath, before I lose myself.

Disappointment, regret and anger pool around me.

It over powers me.

It smothers me.

I am drowning.

I don't want to survive.

Yet. I. Want. To. 

Can you save me?

You won't.

My battered soul knows this.

You know your power over me.

My heart compels me to love You.

You destroy me, yet I love You.

You.

I cannot hold on.

Can I not rid myself of You?

Can I not be whole without You?

Take this pain away.

Only You can.

But you don't care enough to.

And so I drown.

All hope has left me.

You were my air.

Now.

I embrace nothingness.