I know that's what you'll do, stab me where it will hurt,
no grief in your eyes, as you see the blood spurt.
You know how I am, I'll bleed to death in your quest,
But it's a game you must win, you will ace this dirty
conquest.
So you'll still do everything you can, to break me,
To see me begging for mercy, begging to be free.
Free from the pain you give me, free from this heartache,
There's just so much it can bleed, just so much it can take.
It's broken in an instant, with you having walked all over,
Bitter with pain, pangs noone can ever discover.
Drowned within it's own depth, it's scared to look up,
Broken by a joke for fun, a really unfair setup.
Vowing it will get better, without you by my side,
A day will come reckoning, it will get calmer, the tide.
You'll cry someday too, in agony and despair,
Wishing you hadn't trampled wild, realising what's fair.
I won't be around to see it, nor care enough to console,
You nearly killed my heart, its peace as you then stole.
I hope not to get more bitter, more torn into pieces with
this pain,
Till someday you wish it were just a bad dream, try to turn
it all back...In vain!
No comments:
Post a Comment