A silent stare into the eyes of the unknown unearthed by the fading breath of love.
I surrender to the causes that I've suffered for, the cruel inevitability that will rule my soul.
Heartless, running blindly towards a sweet escape, the bitter taste of heartache upon my lips.
I am bound to the strings that puppet my heart, the strings that snap and break under pressure.
The master of fate pulls me apart dragging me away on a stretcher.
Slowly succumbing to the subtle subversion of my subconscious,
I'm suddenly subdued by self-sympathy.
Divided and alone, I stand a shell running from a world wanting to get rid of me.