`slowly Poem by Dislocated Heart

Fighting through the motions,
I'm craving for your last love.
One last kiss that will leave me in eternal bliss.

Detached from the world,
it seems I am alone.
I stand in fear,
only to hear the haunting fears that lie within me.

Taunt my soul,
Am I not worthy?
Heaven won't even accept me.

Hell,
What does it give a damn.

I am torn between what I am,
and what I should be.

I am a lost soul,
not ready to be received.

I wander,
I escape..
For a brief moment I am free,
but back in my thoughts..

There I am.. Square one..
Trapped within my own mind..
I feel my heart slowly die.