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 "Fuck 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