who am I, who are you, what are we anymore?
just the darkness in my life like a hole in the floor.
I could leave, but I wont go
I can't feel a thing from my head to my toes.
its always the same, such a shame,
living with you's just putting me through it all of the time.
but I love you, more than i wanted to,
there's no point in trying to pretend.
now, the poison I've learned to love is gone.

subtle would be the best word.
when treading lightly, sir, your lack of energy
imposes mistaken irrelevance.
simple, daily routines and dispensable words
are common associated with lack of
substance and permanence cause heartbreak.