Gave away part of me.
I have since been incomplete.
Not that I am overcome,
it's just my world has come undone.
All the memories I own...
It seems I'm better off alone.
The vacant look behind your stare.
The smell of anger in the air.
As I drug myself to sleep.
Into subconscious thoughts you creep.
The very reason reason I'm still here
is why I need to disappear.
Under heels is where I stay.
To nonexistent God I pray.
Through these vivid dreams I shake.
...Threshold of what I can take.
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Submission Name: Threshold
