Each night I find it harder to fall asleep when I try I begin to cry and weep, The loss of my lover bears heavily upon me when I faint to darkness the nightmares come they come with gifts of razor words those of his accusations.
Cruel, malicious, spiteful, cold hearted, hateful his words rip my heart to no repair words describing the epitome of evil Those words of whom I am. No right to a love, forever in darkness, forever...
alone.
Angel Amadeo · Fri Mar 06, 2009 @ 11:40pm · 0 Comments |