It's the why that eats at me

Tis the death of us which stills my heart
didn't see it coming
like a thief in the shadows
my world was torn asunder
and i have only questions and doubts
and the burden of my rejection
and i don't know why

 it's the why that eats at me

your indifference is stifling
can't breath under the weight of my sorrow
i find myself tethered between all hope and delusion
willing to believe a lie to stop the cavernous ache that stretches out and beyond all horizon
i search for your heart
and find it locked away
or stripped bare
no longer offered up to me for care or consideration
and i don't know why

it's the why that eats at me

slumber slips away
peace has absconded with all joy
my tears are not a refuge
but a penance for my shame
my mind plays back and repeats and can find no reckoning
solitude is a dead mans vice
and i rest in a heaviness of your design
and i don't know why

it's the why that eats at me