The Half Life of Hope

Tornadoes twist along her spine she screams in pain that once was mine but I forsook her in a dream and now I never feel her scream What great relief I have to laugh, I've cut my grief and pain in half Resembles me alot they say I never even look her way she cries and moans and makes a scene while I float lightly in between The whiskers on her tabby cat can't find me now ,imagine that! Imagine that I once was blind and struggled with a paper mind that caught on fire out in the sun when magnified by what you've done Now what you've done is less than real, I have no memories to feel for I am only half a whole, she'll never miss the hope I stole