You took my hand you took my heart, and then we parted. You buried me in the grave but at the end i was brave. It was hard you turned me to lard. The bullets penetrated me deep and i lost alot of sleep. I am happy i wont see you again, all you do is break and take. Yet my love is still so strong where did i go wrong. Im sick of basing my life upon you i try to tell myself all you were was a screw. I know that its not the truth if it was i would have left you in the past i keep on feeling your blast. Your face haunts me and then it daunts me you were always a player and a slayer. I still wish you love i hope it penetrates you from above. When i stare up at the moon it sings me a tune and when you sit there high up on the dune I wish you could see what you mean to me. Would it have made you change i guess that is a question i ask myself everyday. I dont want to see you again although i wish i could flee from you my black seed,trapped in this circle, the pain drives me insane, he ripped out my heart i wish i could part, from the start i was just a pawn its been a few years and still i cant seem to release the hold he is so cold. I base my pain upon his plain, he is so vain. His hate is not to be my fate. My cries dont seem to answer any of my whys, i get left in the cold but still im bold. How can one man have so much impact on someone, it makes no sense but it is not pretence. I put him upon a pedestal thats where i went wrong.I will get through this even though it feels im ludicriss, you are constantly in need of evil. The clock ticks everyday and in this moment i stay.
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