Whispers echoed over the wasteland of my being

While the torment that plagues my mind, remains unseen

In this dark memory, I live forever

Knowing after all this, there is no getting better

What's another drop, another crimson longing for the the bucket overflowing

If only someone would've opened their eyes

Looked beyond my valley of lies

And found the the tainted girl, lost in the open

If only I had not been so infatuated by the darkness,

Edging me towards my own madness

What still remains, when reverie fades

When a heart ceased to believe

What is left to stand in the wake,

Lost in an apathetic state

What is the difference,

I am indifferent.