A Sonnet of Sorts

These words they fall off paper
Like tired lines in a book
How do you plan to change the world
With just one lonely look
So hold me in your arms tonight
And pray for it to end
And never ever leave my side
This battle I can't win
Disintegrated ashes
Incinerated dreams
With unrelenting passion
My heart splits at the seem
Well now I hope you're happy
I hope you're doing well
You're on your way to heaven
While I'm stuck in this hell
These dreams they seem so empty
Like none I've had before
I know it's hard to see the top
From face down on the floor
Trust is just a fantasy
A lie you hold so dear
It's all you ever stole from me
The hour's drawing near
Disintegrated ashes
Incinerated dreams
With unrelenting passion
My heart splits at the seem
Well now I hope you're happy
I hope you're doing well
You're on your way to heaven
While I'm stuck in this hell
If I could paint these pictures in my mind
I'd show you scenes of hell
And make them seem divine
Well clearly you're a gifted one
Clearly you're insane
You may be a tortured soul
But I am all that's pain
I am all that's pain
I am all that's pain
Clearly you're a gifted one
Clearly you're insane
You may be a tortured soul
But I am all that's pain
Clearly you're a gifted one
Clearly you're insane
You may be a tortured soul
But I am all that's pain
Clearly you're a gifted one
Clearly you're insane
You may be a tortured soul
But I am all that's pain
I am all that's pain
I am all that's pain