Blood Has Been Shed

well I hope you are satisfied
you gave me the push I needed
ostracised for nothing at all
by all those I hold dear
you aren't the same maybe we should talk
this is my suggestion death to all emotion
let this be the end of us
bitter cold engulfs the soul
no more contact forget my face
stop knocking I am not smiling
behind the door no eloquent words
no desire to impress