Purgatory
Cracking little splinters,
My heart is made of wood.
This pain that fills my chest,
can no longer be withstood.
I screwed up,
This I can't deny,
But I love you even now,
As you make me cry.
Somehow life keeps moving,
And I'm Forced to walk along.
But the pain I feel keeps growing,
And I can't simply move on.
Oh terrible silence,
Bane of faint-of-heart,
I don't know how to walk along,
With a knife in me so sharp.
You cant make up your mind,
And anger fills your gaze,
I see your desperation,
But can't fix it in my haze.
Dead in heart and head alike,
Each minute of the silence,
Drives deeper in the spike.
I hurt for you I hurt for you,
Cannot you plainly see?
I know the cause of this big mess,
Rests souly in the hands of me.
I said i would prtect,
Hold close and keep you safe.
Now towards your "protector",
You look with only hate.
I'm sorry for the mess I've caused,
I'm why your in this state,
But to "move on" or "love"?
All I can do is wait.
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