Alone
I walk against the heavy wind on an empty street opressed by shadows.
I smell the wood burning in warm homes as I stare up at the pitch black sky that twinkles of tiny hope
I hear the sound of my music and my feet sraping against the road.
Yet all my senses are turned within.
My actions meaningless and mechanical, only offering survival and nothing more.
I see nothing else but the face inside my mind.
I hear nothing else but the sound of his voice.
I think of nothing else but how much pain I've caused.
I feel nothing else but how much pain I am in.
My reasons matter not, the consequences everything.
Understanding fully the extent of my actions only hurts worse.
You hate me, despise me, never want to see me or know me.
You are disgusted by me.
And I deserve it all.
It was selfish, cold-hearted, and unthinking.
Yet I still have the nerve to beg for forgiveness.
Do not leave me, I ask of you.
I smell the wood burning in warm homes as I stare up at the pitch black sky that twinkles of tiny hope
I hear the sound of my music and my feet sraping against the road.
Yet all my senses are turned within.
My actions meaningless and mechanical, only offering survival and nothing more.
I see nothing else but the face inside my mind.
I hear nothing else but the sound of his voice.
I think of nothing else but how much pain I've caused.
I feel nothing else but how much pain I am in.
My reasons matter not, the consequences everything.
Understanding fully the extent of my actions only hurts worse.
You hate me, despise me, never want to see me or know me.
You are disgusted by me.
And I deserve it all.
It was selfish, cold-hearted, and unthinking.
Yet I still have the nerve to beg for forgiveness.
Do not leave me, I ask of you.