Inconsolable

I feel inconsolable,
you ask me if I want to die,
I can't lie,
I'm having a hard time just fighting
to try to stay alive.

I feel only a deep despair,
I know you can see it inside my heart,
I beg you to let me go,
I feel I can no longer cope with the world.

I dreamed I was a child again,
and you were my best friend,
just playing and laughing again,
where I am not in the state that I am.

I said I can't give you my heart,
for my heart isn't in anything anymore,
only death is what I dream.
My reasoning, and my decision is sure, I continue to ask you, it is the only thing I repeat.