Nails scratching at the rough wood of my coffin. Yelling but no one hears
my cries, maggots picking at my flesh where my destiny lies.
You would expect that with my suicide you would find gashes upon my wrist,
the imprint of a bullet on my temple, or find the bitter sweet poison upon
my lips. But what has killed me cannot be touched by human fingertips.
What killed me was Love... It's cold yet gentle hand clutching my
heart tearing it apart. Lost of words. Acid rising within my throat,
venomous tears gliding down my cheeks. Hateful Love this is what my heart
seeks?
Betrayal and lies from my lover's lips was my demise. Pathetic how
fragile and gullible my heart was to my lover's lies, I believed every
word as I looked into their eyes.
Love took my soul and sold it to Satan himself, burning at the pits of hell
that explains why my eyes are burning red and my body is burning within, to
love should be considered a deadly sin.
Rest In Peace the cruel whispers I hear above the ground, but at least I am
blessed to hear sound. My lover's tear falls upon my coffin and once
again pierces through my heart how much of my mind and soul must you tear
apart..?
Love took my soul and sold it to Satan himself, burning at the pits of
hell that explains why my eyes are burning red and my body is burning
within, to love should be considered a deadly sin. Lesson learned that in
love NOBODY WILL WIN...



 
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