Gone.

i understand the feeling,
of needing something more.
of trying to find the future..
of never reaching shore.
i know now, where i'm going
but not where i belong
i know that you're not helping
or moving me along..
i can't help but not feel week
i can't breathe without your touch
it's so sick the way i'm feeling
it's nothing more than useless lust..
waiting for the moment
when i can pass with time
when things will soon be perfect
and i'm not breaking every rhyme.
i want to soon feel normal
i don't want to feel alone
i dont want to have you cross my mind
all in all, i want you gone.