the voices, so vicious

they cut and they burn and they tear

until I'm nothing more than a fading

star

and now I'm floating

aimlessly

with no purpose

other than to find home

i used to think that was with you

but they told me you didn't love me

i mean how could you truly

with my gnarled thoughts and lackluster eyes

my war-marked body

all the things you said made me

all the things you said made me ....me

but I couldn't believe you

not when I was so sure that you had said it all before to someone else

at least i thought i was sure

at least i thought i was sure so convinced

at least i thought i was sure so convinced that i was so unlovable