The remnants of the character, <br />That stands by my side holds me, <br />Without a reason why. <br /> <br />I'm fighting with an awry mind, <br />That subsides with the death, <br />Of those dark eyes and, <br />Vacancy I do despise. <br /> <br />I refuse to decide, <br />When feelings do not arise, <br />Without a reason why. <br /> <br />So, I'm peeling off, <br />Your pale complexion, <br />And cradling your darkness, <br />To my exposed breast. <br /> <br />Please, suck my energy, <br />For I am your fool, <br />But, you know it won't dilute, <br />The chemical imbalance <br /> <br />And my excuses justify, <br />Without a reason why.<br /><br />Cheyenne Rhon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/imbalanced/
