HOW

Once more he asks me what I want,
Each time I hide my face and answer him with silence because how do I tell him...
That I don’t want to sleep but I can’t bare to be awake...
That I don’t want to eat but I can’t bare to feel hunger...
That I don’t want to be around people but I can’t bare to be alone...
That I don’t want anything from him but I can’t bare for him to give me nothing...
What I really want if my truth be told is to stop existing but I can’t do that without dying...
And I don’t want to do that either...
Because to be with out him is a truth and a pain that I really can’t bare...