Losing Sight

Ever since we had that fight
it just hasn’t felt the same.
I try to justify my thoughts,
but fear I’m the one to blame.
My heart’s an empty hole inside
and I’m burying all my pain.
Put a marble headstone on it
and carve in it my name.
I’m caught between these feelings
apathy and a black, bitter despair.
Each piece of me happy for you,
but floundering, suffering, starving for air.
And ever since we had that fight
it just hasn’t felt the same.
I’m losing sight of who I was
and I’m the one to blame.