Midway

crawling inside of me
my body is aching
from the wounds you inflicted in me
shivering from the cold
displayed by your eyes
shattering hate into me
you're always the first to talk
and the last to forget
desire slips away
i'm better off dead
in your eyes in my eyes you're better off dead
in your lies
fraying away at me
as i scream in anger
shadows fall as i push you
away