. rise .
My words mean nothing.
My thoughts are without reason.
My feelings are strange.
My emotions dying.
Who am I?
You cannot save me.
You are my weakness.
You are the one I yearned for.
You are the hell I endured,
You are the demons I faced,
You were my end,
as you were my beginning.
I cannot tell you what you mean to me,
as you mean everything, yet nothing.
I saw myself grow in you,
and watched as you crushed me,
and walked away so slyly,
watching what you had created;
A fallen and broken man.
Watch me now,
as I pick myself up,
rising from the ashes of your lies,
brushing you off like common dust,
growing in my own light,
and in my own darkness.
I am what I have become.
I have done it on my own,
as you are what you have become
and i pity you.
If I had a heart left,
it would go out to you,
you selfish bitch.