My World

I use to look at you and see my world, my whole world in your face.

Now as I gaze into you're eyes all I perceive is an abyss...

beyond the expressionless features of your face,

searching for the answers I wish I knew,

for one who had been so close and now so distant.

I was so naive for giving in. My devotion was reaching out.

Barley buoyant, feeling stranded, silently crying out.

Within The Abyss Of Anguish