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Clip my wings,
tape over my mouth,
chain me down-
Just make the cut deep.

Drown me in your perilous hate
if it really feels that good.
And just go on, ignoring my pitful wails,
and all my pleads and screams.

An attemp to escape
from this eternal darkness,
or what you call your heart,
is a worthless plea-
A waste of my precious bit of time.

For how high can I fly
with my wings broken,
and my heart severed in two?
And how can I look to the bright side of life,
when everywhere I turn is dark?

I can't belive you captivated me,
with those three pitiful words,
as they flowed from your lips.
"I love you."

You masked those words
in the voice of an angel,
and your decievment seeped to my heart.
But I should've seen the hideous lie
hidden behind you decievingly carressing eyes.

But now you're eyes are so cold to me,
and as black as the pit of hell.
Yet you still hold my heart,
as it bleeds in vane,
right in the palm of your hand.

My halo is bent.
My heart is torn.
My wings are broken.
Tell me, is that not enough?
Do you want something more?

You've broken me
to the point of nonrepair.
Now I seek your comfort,
though I know.....
You'll never care.