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
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