Esoteric

My fair Juliet
Where art thee
A whisper in the wind
A scream for my heart to mend

These cravings
Worse than heroin
It's almost as
You're the air I breathe in

Withdraw from your absence
A tear from my sorrow
And exhale of hate
One breath too late

I'm still here
Waiting on this simple bliss
I dread every moment
Without your heavenly kiss

Time is a torture
I can't bare the pain
It feels like a drug binge
Without the syringe

One last thing
That I must do
I shall confess
That I...