I am awake, yet half asleep,

Trapped in thoughts that cut too deep.

My life is far from the dream I craved,

A hollow shell, a soul enslaved.

Everything I believed, I now know is false,

My bones are bent, my spirit at a loss.

My voice fades, unheard in the air,

Calling out, but no one was there.

Tears fall like fountains in this desert land,

A parched existence, slipping through my hands.

He said he loved me, would never stray,

I knew it was false but believed it anyway.

Stuck in silence, frozen in time,

The clock ticks on, a hollow chime.

Monsters creep beneath my bed,

Terrors stalk my sleepless head.

Dreams I cannot shake take hold,

This reality feels bitter and cold.

 Wounded beyond pain, broken beyond repair,

Lies weave a web I cannot tear.

He lied, they lied, even I lied,

A truth I cannot abide.

Unhappy, tormented by fate’s cruel snare,

I beg myself, “Wake up from this nightmare!”

Shackled by lies, bound by my past,

Haunted by shadows that forever last.

Poison flows where blood once ran,

Grey feet are frozen, I’m barely human.

Freezing, lonely, in the endless night,

A world of despair, void of light.

Dreams turned to stone, love to hate,

A future I dread, a cursed fate.

He broke his words, he tore his vows,

Left my heart shattered in pieces now.

I broke my back, I lost my way,

Myself, my hope, all led astray.

Hear me, please, and tell me why!

This agony won’t let me die.

Alone, with no voice, no hand to hold,

Left to wander this life so cold.

These are my thoughts, my haunting hymn,

The dirge that echoes at eight thirty-nine.