I Go
I awake in my room to the silence of the dead.
I turn and I look at the lonely impression that lays in my bed.
As I walk quietly through these empty halls
The sound of my footsteps echo off the walls
The darkness creeps in through every crack
The light can not penetrated all that is black.
The stone cold floor presses against my feet.
My ears ring with the very sound of my heart beat.
The beating doesn't mean my hearts alive
I keep it there to breathe but the truth is it didn't survive.
I am dead but physically I still stand.
Everything still is there from my feet to my hand.
My inside is decayed and rotten.
Destroyed, tore up and forgotten.
Everyday I walk through a sea of faces
None I recognize, nor do I remember the places.
My heart lays to rest on a bed of dead roses.
I lay it there and watch as it decomposes.
Never to have feelings to give away
For this is the way I live day after day
You have gone and with you so go I
Never to love again just to live and die.
