Anonymous, Talk To Me..

His name is anonymous.

All I ever needed was just a touch,
A glance, Possibly a chance.
Every time I'd help myself,
Get back up,
Or take a breath,
You'd gotten yourself
Woven back into my war.
Leave me in the death,
The dark,
All the scars,
All the marks,
Settling this war,
Healing these sores,
It’s just begun.
It’s only the beginning,
Don’t complain of what’s to come,
If it’s only in your own demise,
Who knew one little lie,
Could ruin an entire life?
So wrong,
So gone,
She’ll sit here and get lost,
Pen and paper in her bleeding arms,
She’ll get lost in the music,
The moment,
The thoughts of you,
The echoes of the words you’ve spoken,
The tragedy in us all has awoken and has decided,
Decided to bring the demons into your dreams and help you succeed tonight,
With the one last final cut,
As he pierces the wall, I’m,
We’re,
We are and will be,
Petrified, with mental barriers,
Antagonized,
And in monotone you’ll be with terror,
When will it stop?
No longer alone,
Afraid of it,
Not you,
I’m vulnerable but aware,
I’m in love of what was to be,
What was supposed to be you,
With what was portrayed as you,
What is no more,
Nor ever will be.