Lost and dark alone

[stareatthesun]

Swelling in my head are thoughts of dishonor
Frantic motions to scatter the truth over the audience
the most favored of all sit in silence,
sinking into my heart the ones i loved
actions or words arent spoken like before
its beneath me, i cant hold them close anymore
drift they will till a distant figure remains
a bitter taste sinks so low and runs, down this empty drain
a loss for words, things will never be the same
try again to mend love and trust,
but kill our own to feel not love but lust...