Siege...

I don't want to love.

I don't want to love.

I don't want to love.

I just want to hate.

Night after night,

I cry and writhe,

awaiting the day,

when I'm free of your siege.

My heart is gone,

my light,

my warmth-

You stole it.

It was nice when you

returned the favor,

and I could feel your heart

beating in my hands...

We used to share heartbeats.

Yours in my chest,

Mine in your chest...

But you have two now.

All I needed was help.

Someone to tell me

something worth living for.

And you walked in.

Like death's finger tips,

you touched me and burned,

there's a mark in my chest,

where I've lost everything I've earned.

You can press your ear,

smother it against my chest.

There's no tick, no click-

Maybe it's for the best?

You hate when you love,

you love when you hate,

you can't hurt without love,

you can't love without hurt.

This siege-

The taking over of my mind,

the absence of my heart-

is ripping me apart at the seams.

The little threads twang

as they kiss each other in depart.

I'm pulled this way and that,

in this agonizing art.

I'm unprotected and gaunt,

I kiss the barren ground again.

I'm down and troubled,

I need a helping hand.

Nothing goes right.

Everything goes wrong.

I can close my eyes,

and squeeze the tears out...

I think of you.

You're there.

But only in the form

of desecration.

I scream your name,

to save me, and hold me-

JUST TO LOVE.

JUST TO HOLD.

That's all I want!

You don't have to love me!

I'm under siege,

and it's all because of you!

You know I love you when

you've made my life plummet....

And I'm still missing your touch,

the beautiful stutter of your heart.

I curl into a ball

underneath my cold, hard covers.

I whisper your name.

I need to see you again.

My mind is slowly

hating itself.

Arguing over things,

under this siege.

I love to hate you,

I hate to love you.

Under this 

SIEGE.