To you, my aching heart, broken and bewildered.
And you, the sorrowed face, detached and unfamiliar.
For you, inspired aim, so cruel and unforgiving.
I leave you now, in shallow ground, so that you may fade away.
For the silent whisper, wont with rage suppressed.
Then you, withdrawn emotion, so cowardly and crass.
To you, misguided anger, opportune and unexpected
I leave you here, in the midst of nothing, so that you disappear.
For the one faltering step, unreliable and deemed the wicked.
To this unrelenting hindsight, indifferent and unbearable.
For these streaming tears, uninvited, scarring and forever..
I leave you bound, beneath the surface, so that you never appear.
So here you are, this troubled mind, brutal and abrasive.
Along with you, crippling depression, committed and unwavering.
This is all for you, troubled past, so permanent, so wearing.
I leave you all, as good as dead...
so hope creeps in to take me.