I don't know what to say

The pain just takes my breath away

And stabs the hope I need

To break the cycle.

Painful, not to see,

But somethings have a right to be

Left alone to die

And be forgotten.

People moving, I feel numb,

They ignore me, deaf and dumb,

As I'm screaming things

I'd die for them to hear.

I'll love the dream, what isn't real

Whatever doesn't make me feel,

God, it hurts,

To love anything living.

What lives must always die

And what sings must learn to cry

That the dark is so much stronger than

The light -

I wish that I could be

One of those things they'd never see

Left alone but never quite

Forgotten.