Tell me we're done.

Don't hesitate and be clear
Be firm, be honest. Do not spare me a tear.
Free me of my enchanted cell,
Do not dare cushion my self-built hell.
Rid me of this beautifully false illusion,
Be merciful to my much needed conclusion.
Relieve me of your haunting stress
Erase the desire of your caress.
Let me live once more,
And give back the heart you once tore.

just words

You hear that sound ?
Every beat preparing for another round. 
My confidence heavy to lift off the ground, 
One thought too profound,
My opinion waiting to be crowned.
Left with fragments too difficult to compound
On many occasions we've frowned,
Our hearts naive and fantasy-bound.
Hopes perhaps too tightly wound.
Reality too harshly downed,
An old path again I've found.