16 September 2012
It's hard to find inspiration
In an ruined life, a wreck,
A desolate wasteland,
But for the ruts and scars of mistakes;
Oh what a mess I've made
Of a once pristine living dream,
What a good girl I used to be
Before there was you and me.
But I've thrown away all my morals,
Broken every rule I've ever known,
Taken what wasn't mine,
Given what I didn't own,
Now I'm broken, soiled, foul,
A good-for-nothing, rag-tag girl.
I've got no motivation
To go anywhere, do anything,
I'll waste away in drink and cold,
If you don't come back to take control,
Because you've hijacked my heart,
Taken my very being with you,
Who knew you'd take the greater part
And leave behind a shell, a half-truth?
We're so entwined, our love, our lives,
To cut you out, separate what's you
And what's still me, is impossible,
Our blood is shared, it pumps though
Both our hearts and veins,
I'm a parasite and you're the host,
We've become symbiotic, almost,
And I've forgotten how to live
A life without you.
A Life Without • Opuss № I