Death of Love

empty, hollow lonliness
breathes deep within my veins.
it pulses through my body
and explodes inside my brain.
blackness, thick and swollen,
has become my so-called "home".
still alive in all their eyes,
yet life inside is gone.
erratic, broken memories
choke out my will to live.
there's only one worth living for
who takes all that i give.
it drips a steady pace, this wound
befallen on my heart.
it cracks and twists so violently
without an end or start.
no longer need for breathing.
without life, it is no use.
holy or unholy?
live this lie or seek the truth?
burning thoughts like brimstone,
my eyes heavy and weak,
i've fallen captive to this love
of death of love, indeed.