Painless.... Yes,
However; I'm Hurting.
It's A Painless Pain...
One That Hurts Of The Highest Level...
One That Only You Can Take Away...
One That I Wish To Live Without...

My Feelings Were The Undeniable Truth
The Pinnacle Of Happiness
Thus, My Love For You
Is But The Fraction Of Satisfaction.

Signs That Forewarned Were Batted Aside
The Impending Sorrow Strives Unstoppable
The Smiles And Cheers Of Joy
Now Lost In The Veil Of Mist

Unable To Comprehend The Endless,
The Multitudes Of Despair Filled Pangs.
The Ivory Walls Closes In Again
As The World Collapses Into The Abyss.

Cold, Dark, Holes Stare Into Nothingness
The Golden Chariot Travel Its Course
And Is Replaced By The Grim Crescent Mirror
The Pinnacle Of Happiness Is Overtaken
By The Hollow Words Of Reprieve