The Way I Feel Deep Inside

I can stare deep intou your eyes, and all i can do is wonder Life itself is a mystery, and no one can predict how it will end No one is perfect, we all make mistakes , its just so hard when you loose ur heart I walk about empty, as can be, im afraid to look in the mirror and see the scars The hands of time have slapped me deeply leaving pain that comes and goes How can i look at another and try to see past the image that you left How am i sopposed to forget you, and pretend you were never here If i cant even breathe once without thinking of you Sadly i must got on, the light is on yet no one is home The pain is fresh but no soul to man the brush and create The pen lays there in his hand, yet his heart wont allow him to feel This world isnt real, then why do we feel If it could all end today, i would be happy, if only i could stop this feeling Slowly it's killing me, softly robbing my dreams Let the world know that i am edward whom once was I will live through my poetry and memories, but death took me long ago