Apathy: The Lover of Lovers

Oh apathy! The lover of lovers, When will you set me free. When will the depth of our bonds Rise above the ghosts of me Oh apathy the lover of lovers When will you go Away from me. The bond is of more than just lovers Like that of the sand and sea You love with a love more than love I'll be your Annabelle lee. You try to hold me like sand in your hand But I, keep slipping. Away from thee.