Go I generate false hopes within myself. for no good reason i lie awake deep into the night. thinking, feeling and yet not understanding. no more rush to feel, no more pain to sense, only deaf actions that fall within a breath. why don't you feel it? it's in all of us, below the surface to finally, willingly be tapped and appreciated. i knew it before you came and i can still hear you now pacing the narrow halls deep within your body twice you leave, you can't go back inside me all i asked for was a simple, beautiful scream instead you give it up in a flash of nothing it, i, you, they, all of us left you here without a soul, without a love, without a breath breathless, lifeless...loveliness. don't fight your passion, it has the power to bring you to your knees or lift you up beyond pleasure let five words bind your soul to mine: "does it feel any better?" of course it doesn't Stop