Why Aren't You Mine?

When life’s intentions are misread,
The weight you carry feels so dead,
Carrying it is always a fight,
Victory never seems to be in sight…

Day after day, physical torture,
Night after night, mental confusion,
Twenty-four seven, emotional turmoil,
A fight of sorts all the time,
It all leads back to one question,
Why aren’t you mine?

Morning after morning, a struggle to bother,
Noon after noon, sudden stops and starts,
Evening after evening, a rush to the end,
A battle of sorts all the time,
It all leads back to one question,
Why aren’t you mine?

Hour after hour, intensity vanishes,
Minute after minute, urgency slips away,
Second after second, old feelings die,
Losing something all the time,
It all leads back to one question,
Why aren’t you mine?

As life lives on,
The dead weight inside gets heavier,
As the present moves away from the past
I want so desperately to hang onto…

It all disappears…
Like it never happened at all…