Feel

Closing my eyes to see in the dark,
Hark! The message of doom is spoken,
Woken by the truth of the paining scars,
Stars could tell the story if they spoke,
Slope my heart rolled at first sight,
Fight is what I did to have you close,
Chose the pain, but share you, no,
Know it's all the good you'll never have,
Starve yourself of love and joys felt,
Knelt to say a prayer for your wounded soul,
Though I still love you so,
Go, go back to what you know.