On my soul, my thoughts do pry,
And every slight tear makes me cry.
For with every slip; everything you do,
I think; I know, I’m losing you.
All these feelings; the proof that I cared,
Are proven ironic to what we once shared.
But it all meant nothing, these feelings we had,
And I often wonder what went so bad.

Constant mockery forms inside my head,
It poses ideas and thoughts that I dread,
But with the mockery comes hope and pride
The deepest of all feelings that I hide down inside,
They keep me going and determined to try,
Determined to reach you, though I’m reaching too high.

I used to think you were a marvel in its own,
Now I realize your hearts made of stone.
And lately your cruelty is more than I can bear.
Your dark, your rash, your mean and unfair.
This change in emotion, which shattered our fate,
Has brought only deceit, such an unwanted trait.
You’re like a goddess from hell, a devil yet a dove,
You’ve defeated my dreams, and tainted my love.
You’ve hurt me so much; you’ve ripped out my heart;
You’ve done all you can; you’ve played your last part.
I’m sick of it all, my hearts gone on strike,
So you can back off and go take a hike,
Why might you ask? Because it’s over, it’s done,
I totally give up; you’ve finally won.

 
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