skyscrapers - are crumbling - mountains move in my path    the streets lights - are twisting - pulling me to the earth    My veins are anchored in this city - I am defeated by this lack of conviction       I am crushed - by 800 miles - eyes widened in self loathing    when the fucking dirt proves stronger    than the most pure emotion that I've ever fucking had    so what is left in life - but my destruction?    why do my lungs still gasp - when I no longer breathe for you?    where is the truth in my existence - when I have been cut off from    your tender fingertips - all that I've known falls down around me    every twisting tree and dead end street reminding me of you    taking me back    a year    my life crawls on without you - amongst the endless snowing sheets    disheartening moments of salvation come to me only when I am asleep    I no longer stomach the denial - hiding the weakness of my being.    the day to day has been a slow blur since you left    only (your) forgiveness sets me free    free    the bridges - collapsing - hillsides are growing fast    the pavement - is shifting - quicksand controls my will    I question life and its true meaning    I am defeated by this feebleness of will    frenzied thoughts arrest my mind    as I descend towards my eminent destruction    the only thing I can rely on - when I lie even to myself    skyscrapers - are crumbling - mountains are closing in my path    the streets lights - are twisting - pulling me to the earth    My veins are anchored in this city    I am defeated by this lack of conviction    am i already dead? I proceed hollow - unloved    I am our burnt out memory - self muutilation is my mainstay    tear me away - from the pictures of your face    pry my eyes from your written word    tear me away - from the bondage of regret    convince me that I am alive    this is the end - the end of everything    all I held dear - has slipped from my grasp    this is the end - the end of everything    all whom I've loved - are fucking memories    this is the end - the end of everything    as I am ripe - for this demise    this is the end - this is the end of everything    I kneel - godless and beaten    I long for moments when my eyes aren't blinded by emptiness.