I just wanna be loved...

Here I lay lifeless, No chance left for heart; For my eyes do not cry tears, But weep severed shards of glass. And as they hit the floor, I melt and bleed inside; What wicked sense of humour, Could enjoy this sickening ride? Here I stand alone, My hand is dead from lonesome rust; I bow my head from jolts shame, Why live when you cannot trust? And as I raise my head, There's a glimmer of hope upon the mound; But I see you clutch your dagger in hand, And for my back it was always bound. So here I cry in silence, I feel such numbness beyond belief; Never again will I let hope rise, I am happy to sink beneath. Still one question lingers, But I do not what to know; Do I not nurture you from the roots? Or am I an unworthy seed to sow...? - Amor e morte

The Target

Face down in the water, I don't want to take this breath; But I float up to the surface, I can't die a lonely death. As I swim over to the shore, My heart sinks into the sand; If I to drown right here and now, There would be no one to hold my hand. I drift into the distance, And pray to be consumed; But the waves caress my lifeless body, But please just let death bloom... Nobody wants my heart, My soul mourns for its other piece; I'm aching for that other half, Or atleast some inner peace. Destined to die alone, I'll wash away with the tide; Tears run down my pale, stained face, In death I won't have to hide.