I'm alone here next to you
I speak
But there's no one here to answer
What's left to say?
Empty words
Have no meaning for you
I grope for the answers
I want to reach inside
I'm always stopped cold
By the emptiness in your eyes
The deadness in your touch
Used to make me feel so alive
Lost the will to love
To live
To feel what once made me whole
I've lost myself
In my search for you
I've prayed so hard
Just to find the emptiness
When you do finally speak
Your words
Are a vise inside my mind
Crushing my reason
Denying my ability
To function
With your scent
I am raptured
Ruptured
Disfigured by a brush from your lips
Haunted by a memory
Of your caress
That steals my independence
I've been gone for so long
A mannequin by definition
Automated by your breath
Kept alive by your tongue
I'm burning from your touch
Lacerated by your will for me
My blood a sweet balm
To end your suffering
All my cares
Died away
At the sight of you
The rest of me died
In your embrace
© 2007 ANGELSLAYER
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