Losing myself
And losing my faith
With No sense of self
Cynicism has me reduced to a wraith
I am dying of thirst
For a love that will quench me
I had a real love and that was the worst
Because in the end it nearly killed me
I think of him still, several times a day
Agonizing over his beautiful face
I never want that image to go away
Nor the look of tenderness he'd give me with every embrace
Now I am stuck, unable to move forward
Broken inside and sometimes outside
So fucking lost, can't walk norward
So I am going to just stay here, an forever hide
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