Brutal

I need to write my pain 

To turn in to empty sounds

the ache within my heart

I need to hear the echo 

of your beating heart

to feel whole again .

In the silence

I know the end I see 

can never be.

I shall not bear witness

to the slow prosecution 

of what once a part of me.

Im holding my head high 

searching inside

to do what i think is right.

Come tommorow

I wont sleep by your side

Its gunna hurt like fuck 

But we have to survive