Feeling Like A Fool...

I feel empty inside,  
banished from your life.  
 
Here am breathing and talking  
with malignant humor.  
While this hollow within me  
grows like a tumor.  
 
Although I surround myself  
with distractions.  
All I can do is regret  
my past actions.  
 
The blade did feel sharp  
on my wrist.  
Yet my desire to escape  
did persist.  
 
Now I can't look myself  
in the eye,  
'cos I had written me off  
and said goodbye.  
 
Still I never dreamt,  
you'll leave me for good.  
For I always thought that  
you understood.  
 
This ache within me,  
I have always borne.  
My heart's ever
impaled against a thorn.  
 
Now I have to live  
with this demon inside.  
Locked in a tale of  
blatant lies.