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transmutation (Free verse) by William Delacroix
she loves me she loves me not she doesn't care doesn't even know if i
exist insist resistance is pointless existence is meaningless so i may
as well give up everything i had has been taken away take me away i no
longer want to be here take me somewhere else please anywhere i no
longer want to be me make me someone else please anyone make me
something else please anything you say i shall do for you my love is
just an illusion love is just a faded memory jaded memories of me
memories of you and i cannot stay here i will not stay here i must move
on and on your words repeat in my head love always you said it would
last forever well i guess forever never came cuz here i am and where are
you said you'd be there you should have been there you promised you'd be
there is no going back.
i have found everything i need i don't want you i don't need you fuck
that i need you i need you more than anything i need you more than life
has been taken by my hands and i must suffer for my sins my atrocities i
must repent before it is too late it's too late i can feel the change i
must feed my need to teethe my need to breathe my need to feed upon this
hollow heart this empty soul no longer wishes to feel anything anymore
but i still feel even after so much pain i can feel the transmutation
devouring the me that you once knew no longer exists yet i try not to
give up i try not to give in i know there is still something left to
believe in but there is no going back.
there's nothing left i can do there's nothing left to say i know things
will never be the same again the pieces fall apart it's all tumbling
down it's all slipping away until i have nothing left to give i gave it
all away i gave it all to you yet still i give and give me something to
believe in give me some hope give me a sign that this will all end
please i don't understand i can't remember i don't care i can't take it
anymore i thought i'd never be alone i thought i'd never be afraid but
here i am all alone and forgotten and cold and afraid of who i have
become and there is no going back. no. going. back.
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