For good reason,
I speak to no one,
Everyone's concerns,
Are met with a dismissive
"I'm grand..."
They ask what's wrong,
Speaking my mind,
Would only result in awkwardness,
Similar to that of before,
I am not prepared to risk all again...
My blank, lifeless stare,
Strikes fear into my friends,
Their concern is no concern of mine,
My heart is ready to kill,
To satisfy its burning desires...
The party rages on,
My heart screams on,
Everyone dances on,
My stare is harsh and long,
Away into the night sky...
I know I've lost her,
Desperation grips my heart,
I never had her,
Desperation clings onto hope,
Before finally slipping away...
Then the great depression begins to fall...
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