Lonely and Sad

Sad and Lonely
Yes I was dense, yes I was less,
But it doesn't mean you can easily end me like this;
I know I was naive enough to ask something so stupid that it made me feel even weaker,
But I know I have no other way to say it.

Sometimes I wonder, would death even suffice?
To erase all the memories?
To take away all the pain?
To remove every single good things we've made,
And I know deep down that it will not be.

I was so isolated, in the dark I whisper in thin air,
"Was I even loved? If yes then why?"
Words and phrases that further drains my mind,
Sounds that would ruin my ears and go my eyes blind.

Yet I still repeat all of those at night,
I am alone in the wilderness;
Finding something, yet my heart leads me right back at the start,
The start when there was still you and I.

I begin to pretend that thing like these does not matter to me,
But as the day passes, the things I hide under my skins find its way out;
I was beginning to crumble, starting to wither,
And I knew there was no stopping.