Rolled up in a ball,
thrown to the side.
Forgotten in the hall,
where memories reside.
Her eyes burned mine,
but now the pain is gone.
For when I see her standing in line,
I remember being played like a pawn.
She thought I told her lies,
so she gave me my just desert.
But I wouldn't hurt those pain filed eyes,
that create pain and hurt.
I did love her long ago,
but those feelings never last.
That is why she lies in halls to show,
my feelings from the past.
You can see her now and then,
but she’s never here for long.
For she fears the pain that I did send,
and how my eyes do kill till dawn.
At the rising of the sun,
My heart dose fill with hope.
But when I see my eyes and what was done,
that old pain come back to cope.
This old cycle was built to last,
pain and suffering knows not to pass.