I took his hand,
he took my heart,
and forever till end,
nothing would tear us apart.
But it all went downhill,
on a road to misery.
All empty and alone,
I watched them invisibly.
I witnessed a fake love,
took a role in a life like play.
I thought love was real,
untill he went away.
He still has my heart,
keeps it in his mind with a few others.
In my brain that he slows,
on her lips that he smuthers.
He's still killing my soul
but I hope his life is perfect.
and now opon my broken self,
his lies have no affect. |
Submission Name: To the Death
