X.X

Paint a picture in my head.
Dream a world I won't forget.
Whisper in my ear
A lie to me, my dear.

But when this world comes to an end
I won't be here; you'll have to fend
For Yourself.

Whispers dancing through the air
Hearts broken never repaired
People stab you in the back
I can hear that fatal slash
Cutting through your skin

Desperate. Struggling. Fighting.
Running. Hating. Breathing. Reaching without
Anything.

There's a fear that runs its way through me
Breaking escaping from me.
I can't help what it does to me.
And you. Disagree.