Perplex

A word so poignant strikes my heart And silently, I'm rent apart How did this happen? Who am I To say that what you say is lie? My mind spins, and so suddenly I'm falling down into my soul My heart churns, ever sullenly Oh I was never whole Your patronage was pleasure while it was Your words, a tear within the crimson sky Is apathy only a name For how I shield myself from pain? Romanticism, but a lie That leaves me here to die? Empricism, only used So that I seem to choose between indifference and diffidence? So aptly named, what is it to fulfill a self-made name? As an evanescent memory The sun so slowly sets into life's sea