Gone Away From Reality

Standing all alone in the cold of a crimson night. I can feel the warmth of your touch, something so far from right. My sanity is slowly slipping, even further from my reach. Then I realize ruthless demons, are playing games with me. To think that you'd ever come back; to think you'd ever remember me. I shake the thought of what we had, and drown in my own self pity. What is the truth or a lie, the difference I can no longer tell. I've gone away to my own place, where I'm isolated in my own hell. Now I must fall back to reality, where I'm fated to spend forever on my own. When will this battle be over? Who am I fighting.. when I'm all alone?