Disturbed ,
A lonely soul drowning in misery ..
The chosen one, I wasn't ..
A breakdown was what awaiting ,
In the far end of nights ...
By the strike of twelve ,
Tears explores the lids of eyes ..
Journeys down Its uneven path ...
Awaits a hand to destroy its path ..
A saviour that never arrives ...
Every tunnel's saving grace ,
The purest form of love ..
She ...
What He begs for ,
Desires and need ..
The medic to heal his wounds ...
Will she ever know ...?
He wonders ...
He never had and never will ...
Acknowledge his heart's desire ..
Or acknowledge his emotions ...
For he is far too deep ,
Drowning ...
In his own pool of crimson red fluid ..
Gushing out of his bleeding soul..
Darkness ...
" Save me , Will you ? "
