Losing you

mulac

Release the flow of eternal need
And realise that they are wants
His confused eyes show the world
He can't take all the taunts
The man you know died when you left
And has not the strength to haunt
For he will not stoop to your plateau
Because he knows what he has lost...

FinsburyParkCarrots

I like the oxymoron of stooping to somebody else's plateau. Good line, good image.