Embers

Don’t look into my heart,

There’s nothing left to see…

Just a few dying embers,

Leftovers from a fantasy.

Shut the door behind you,

Shut the door as you leave;

The darkness echoes the calm

My heart feels after I grieve.

Let hope fade into oblivion,

Don’t come near me again…

Your touch revives love,

A love that invokes pain.

You’re all I have left in me,

Only you make me whole;

Instead of killing me little by little,

Put a bullet through my soul.