Here you stand, lost in pain,
As confusion rises over your mind to reign.
I fear your beautiful face, one day, will stain,
With these tears you shed, drowned in another's rejecting disdain.

Yet here you remain through choice of your own,
Defying logic and reason for the dedication of a drone.
Like the hound relentlessly hunting her perfect bone.

Why don't you simply leave?
Why struggle and thrash and heave?

Ready I am, to hold you closely in my embrace,
But I know that I will always come in last place.
So far removed from one another, in your vision I leave no trail or trace.
When I am gone, you will not carry within your memories my face.

Why don't you simply leave?
Why struggle and thrash and heave?

Never may you know how deeply it tears at me and beats me reeling,
Each time you cry that no man considers your feelings.

This isn't true in the slight.
My heart yearns for you with immeasurable might.
I want to take you into my embrace, securely and tight.
To save from the evils of this world, your innocent and graceful light.

Why don't you simply leave?
Why struggle and thrash and heave?