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It isn't humane,
To leave me locked up by this chain.
These links of memories that just won't fade,
Death by blade, I would trade.
I'm locked up with the key hanging loosely around my neck,
I am only described by the word train-wreck.
The key is heavy pulling my head down,
No air in my lungs, am I going to drown?
I'm dying in my own sea of despair,
I have no air nor thoughts to spare.
I give and i give and i give,
I give it all away.
My soul, my life, my heart.
You take and you take and you take,
You take it all away,
Piece by piece you remove it all.
But i forgive and i forgive and i forgive,
I forgive you for giving nothing in return,
Who needs a soul, a life, a heart?
I die and i die and i die,
I die from the inside and out, slowly fading away.
My hope ran through my fingers like sand,
Now my last precious piece is gone.
I did not run out of time,
I ran out of love to give.

— The End —