Nothing

I feel the rain escape the window;
the cold sighs of the open air.
the breath of early summer pushes past the curtains.
barely touching my skin, I shiver.
what darkness has followed the hollow winter.
lonely eyes, sunken hearts.
what darkness comes crawling through springs after thought.
what loneliness calls home.
comes crawling through open slits in the foundation
solumn as it finds me,
restless and meaningless
Life is all but an hourglass, is my time running out, second by second?
grain by grain?
nothing deteriorates my heart more then cruel words spoken by Wilting roses in my palm
do I make all love die?
lost and alone again, as gruesome winter dissolves and the year is reborn
although love is lost, deceased among other deathly emotions I dare to expose I have felt in my soul.
I believed in every lie you fed me, every sick obsessive thought you poisoned me to think.
tie my hands together, push me to the ground.
please, god please, help me end this misery.
the suffering of which I've endowed has gone past borderline insanity,
god help me end this misery.
I turn to stand as the light, soft, drip brushed against my cheek.
the breath breathes its last, before murmuring goodbye.
all has left my soul, as I finally close the glass.
just a window, now left forbidden in excuses.