Why are you this way?

Why do you wish to escape the hands that brought you to life

Do you wish to die my love?

Or have you already died....?

Are you waiting for someone to bury you away so you can finally escape the cage and pain that enraged and engaged the candle of your heart that once lit up for days?

But now kindles as you lose your soul

And give up the fight that you battle at night when your  eye lids wish to close

But you stay stricken in that broken pose? 

But what you dont know.....

Is that we wish for you to come alive

To revitalize those eyes

That will turn from purple to blue

To undo this hell forsaken glue

And I love you. So fight for me because I wish to see .....

That smile. That could push on me and could go for miles 

Not the beautiful lie you hide inside that icebox of hate you have for life

Pain hurts like a cut from a beautiful knife

But what happens when that beautiful knife takes away your beautiful life...and its over?