brokenhearted bliss

i'm deranged, i'm insane
trying to see you
dying to feel you
but yet you're so numb
life isn't made for hide and seek
and it isn't for solitary keeps
how can you be so content
so intent on nothing?

if i can be so mean
then why can't this dream be realized?
i'd weep, i'd cry, lament, pent-up
over the same predicament
an impasse on monotone
because life is too damned
shrouded yearning fades to the fire
remnants of a melancholic reverie.

time passes by, devoid of memory
it's hard to part and bid farewell
to the love i never found
but never forgotten...