mad man

a broken heart, a sea of sorrow
a man gone mad, whos heart is hollow
looking for love that is the key
filling your heart with purity
wondering why he cant be loved
so many questions to unfold
as his heart turns to mold
with each day passing by he grows sader and sader
with his soul turning to dust
knowing that he cant go on
he picks up the gun and points it at his head
he pulls the trigger and now is dead
his body rots while he burns in hell
but only i can tell that he was
a mad man