Standing in the rain;
My face contorted in pain,
I try to understand,
The feelings overflowing my crimson hands.
A small section of the agony I feel,
Is because of the torment u made so real,
But that is just a spark compared to a bomb fire,
Because I wanted my heart to be lighter,
So I told you a mite of what you did to me,
Yet it seems now you are destined to throw me in the sea
Where I will forever be.
I’d been giving for so long,
That my heart was losing its life’s song,
And never getting anything back,
It seemed as if a piece of you I lacked.
But even though you aren’t hurt you’re just mad,
A thousand-fold is what my pain now has,
Because even having you slowly kill me,
Is better than seeing you in the slightest morsel of reality.

angel lockheart

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