The Feeling

Away for now, you see me crying;
To end this pain, I’m trying.
For when you said you loved me, you were lying
I think you should know the feeling is dying.

Unherd ways to end this pain
A morbid hellstorm and endless rain
Of daggers falling from the sky
Must we let the feeling die?

Take a look inside my head,
A torture device where I once bled,
The unwanted memories I now dread,
You’re too late now, the feeling is dead
To see it at the burial or not, I leave you to decide.

From my shattered heart, im sorry my love,
the feeling has died.