Emotion - Killing Thoughts

The hatred turned to agony
The pain that comes with knowing what will never be...
A night that never ends - yet i remember...

All the hopes we had for better days
have turned to dust
And its all become inconsequential
As we search for meaning to this travesty
- in a world torn apart
We find nothing but ourselves....

An abstinence from human touch
A heart that feels too little....or too much
The days all seem the same - do you remember?

All the hopes we had for better days
have turned to dust
When we realized it was never meant to be
Like a prisoner in a mind of broken dreams
- my feelings lost inside
There is nothing but ourselves.......

The killing thoughts and poetry you gave to me
An existential-self-destruction
As we search for meaning in lucidity
We find nothing but ourselves