Distance

You don’t see me You don’t believe it exists That thing that is killing my brain Little by little Everyday, a little more Until it’s all gone Until I’m gone And then what Regrets of wasted time and lonely nights Of romantic moons and sunrises We never saw, we never lived Because we were too busy living out the monotony of life As if we’d live forever As if we’d never be touched By death You don’t see me Because you don’t want to Stop and ask how I’ve been That would make it too real You wouldn’t know what to say So you’d walk away You’re too uncomfortable That it exists So we’ll just pretend it doesn’t At least for a little while You don’t see me You need to help me Where will I go? What will I do? It started slipping away long ago And now I have nothing And you continue to let me have nothing No questions, no talk, nothing Only accusations of all the wrong I do Because you don't want to see me Why must I make you feel comfortable with my dying?