The pain that I feal in my chest
The tribal pain that I have caused
To the one who me my heart aces
Nothing I do is to easily this endless torture that I have in my heart
She no longer feal the way we used to
She refuses to see the sincerity in my eyes and it is an unbeatable agany
I wish to just die than to have my heart cleaved in to.
But the tender embrace of deaths hold
Is not for me and nothing is how it was once
My life seams to feel like it is an endless spiral into the apitamy that nothing will escape.
My wife looks at me now like I am nothing.
That's how I feel now
Like there is nothing left
Like I am no longer existent
That there is nothing left to me and I am going to slowly desend
Desend my way into darkness
I see nothing now.
It's all black.
No light will reach this void
I'm free to spend eternity here no longer detracted by the notion of happiness
That is not for me
Signed
Gage Gros
