This heavy heart
Heart that I carry
Still holds the weight of you
And when I fall
As I always do
I'm crushed by the absence of you
Perfection is there
And the expression a stare
A face that leaves no trace of wear and tear
True beauty is cold
Love and hate and human sexual nature
This power is sustained by endless violence and pain
A cycle I can't understand
I'm tired of emotions
They bare me with distortions
They cut me
Screaming "F*ck me"
Wipe them all away now
Let them see through eyes made of stone
This heavy heart
Heart that I carry
Still holds the weight of you
And when I fall
As I always do
I'm crushed by the abscence of you
One look at you
Is everything to me
From this photograph:
And when I can
Feel you around me
I'm crushed by the presence
CRUSHED