I don't know anymore.
For everything I swore,
And each unyielding belief,
As the swords sheath,
Anxiety deeply tore.
Because I don't know anymore.
What I don't know kills.
When you say you love me,
Was it just the pills?
Were we crows or doves?
Did we share the same thrills?
Can I be called beloved,
Or am I an orange peel?
When we I talk I can't hear.
Your words inspire fear.
From you who I hold dear,
To who is closest and near,
When you see that tear,
What face will appear?
I can't feel anymore.
Each interaction is a chore.
Since you left my life,
Since you committed that heist,
I can't feel my core.
Because I can't feel anymore.
Never again will I feel embrace.
Send letters till real love shows its face.
Ending ugly and fettered as a detained dove.
