I heard stutters of hope
But optimism envisioned blind faith
In us, with something I cannot cope
At most, I'm becoming a wraith

A ghost in this shell
Immersed in the depths of what was
Left down here in hell
Missed every chance to rekindled love

Of time passed, more wasted
Each moment I thought of you
Eyes met, kisses tasted
I come apart, unglued anew

I'm colder than dead now
Indifferent, difficult to get through
These walls are a hardened vow
You make me wish I never met you.


"why do we have a war on terrorism? we need a war on apathy and ignorance." - maynard james keenan

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