1095 Days, The 18 Lover

38. Gone, Maybe Forever

It's been a month but it feels I lost you completely.
Your words isn't sweet anymore.
You didn't seek for me.

I used to think maybe after all the storms,
I had secret rendezvous with you.
I kept those in my hearts, my lungs
Craving that I could survive another day with you.

But it isn't ...
You changed in just a month.
And I don't know where it start going wrong.
I guess I only belong to the land of the dead.
Empty my souls until took own breathe.

A new torn apart sheets are made up,
A blurry write because of the tears,
Broken souls filled my lungs.
Emptying every single of my desire to lived.
I barely spoke the language of love.
I messed up to phase where I couldn't stand.

Bare foot, knife on my hands.
Stumbling upon the highest abyss.
Between gave up on life or made it up.
The soul feels like lifting away upon my body.

This numb are eternal,
I barely see my weakness spot.
I push it until I lost everything,
I lost my self, and lately everything.
Am I worth a living?