withered

i held this image of you as it sought
to bleed my soul through certainty, and still
from where my inner demons fought and fought
you've left me solitary with no will
you were far more than I could ever keep
and so I sacrificed my days for you
and bore a night of woe that made me weep
then flew my lonely soul to cast anew
the way that i once caused your heart to yearn
in theory far beneath that painted sky
would hold my hope in vain as you would turn
from like to love and love to constant lie
i'll hold my faith in what our souls could be
if you would say you'd live and die for me