Youth In Asia Poem by Twisted Moon

I look into your eyes,
I see the sadness and the faded lies,
The loss of color from forgotten cries,
The reflection of your soul inside.

I look at the ground,
As you lie there looking down,
I see your pain and I frown,
I do not like what I have found.

I envision your heart in my head,
It barely beats it's nearly dead,
You aren't trying, you just lie in bed,
You haven't listened to a word I've said.

I look out the window at the rain,
I hear my thoughts, they are insane,
An easy death is better than a life in pain,
But I can't do it, it's in humane.

I see now, I've lived a lie,
An imaginary world, where things don't die,
Back to reality, I start to cry,
I apologize and say good bye.

I look in the mirror, and I have been smug,
Attempting to change your apathy against every drug,
I focus as hard as I can on the dark blue rug,
And against every second of my soul, for you, I pull the plug.