by Alexa Ariola
Alone and in the dark,
Farther and farther from your heart.
From my last strand of sanity.
My heart aches for your touch.
Crying from the pain,
The pain of the blade
Which you slid through my heart,
Pushing me into the dark.
Your eyes are cold from the act,
I don't lie when I say I want you back.
Farther now, you inch from my grasp.
Your memory strong,
Sharp as glass.
My act continues
From dawn 'til dusk.
Seeming happy and sure,
Crying at night for your love so pure.
No reason, no sense,
As I sit in the dark,
Falling endlessly from my heart.