lost in the past trapped in the future tore between the present,
An unlit path dark and treacherous leading me back,
To a time with out the pain and loss,
With out the hate and greed,
with out the sin which is me,
lost in see of thoughts mindlessly drowning in my own sorrow,
i am not sad , i am not mad , i am confused by my greatest abuse ,
the abuse of my heart ,
which ass been torn from my chest so many of times over the last five years,
I'm starting to wonder if ill ever here its beats again,
maybe in time i feel the blood pump through arteries once more but for now I'm torn tattered and blue ,
what a ravonous life it is true,
love and loss go hand in hand ,
