This cant be the end

The only time I feel alive
Is when I feel like Im about to die
Ive cried all the tears 
I can cry
Voice gone from asking why
Holding hands running away
No goodbyes
Lost together losing ourselves 
Too proud to ask for help
Tired & shotout
Full of regret & doubt
Drown out all of the screams & shouts
Fighting and don't even
Know what its about
The silence is so damn loud...
Whispers of love try to get 
Through to you, like we speak
Different languages & don't comprehend 
No energy left to pretend 
..this can't be the end
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