I pray that someday you will realize the disaster you have caused
Overwhelming sense of hopelessness
the aggression of your storm
The tide Brought in high over Mountains
I am struggling to catch my breath
Your hatred pulls me under
I fall deep under waves of mass destruction
my world turns black
Am i drowning of pity and sorrow?
no..
quickly a current pulls me up towards the light
i am lifted back to concrete waves
pushing and pulling back through the hard jagged rocks of  life
When will this evil end?
Washed up dreams and hopes scattered over the island
you have lost
what was given up is now taken back
You can not get back what has been washed away
As you chase after that treasured chest, I chase for your love...
You crave for all things with meaning
But i  hold the most meaningful thing of all
My heart
My love
My dignity
Never yours, forever mine

We're in a race-it's time to leave
My heart aches, my lungs scream
You grab my hand, I let you in
You burn inside-I shiver and cringe
There's no turning back and nothing to see.
I am blinded by the dark and clenching a key
Holding a lock, the other part I need, you open a path that I plan to lead. Taking my hand, I want to scream.
Your eyes stare and destroy all of me. Our love is over and you swallowed the key.
False hope rains as I start to see
The truth in your lies and what you turn out to be
A monster
You have won.

Love.
It's one of those things that do not really have any actual trace of existence. I don't think it exists. It's just a feeling of strong infatuation. If love truly existed then there would not be people who divorce after fifty years of marriage, there wouldn't be a million broken hearts due to just one big lie.
Love.
How can you honestly say you "love" someone if it has so many different meanings to other people? There are so many different types of love, how do you know what love is true?
You don't. We just THINK we know when honestly no one has a **** clue. We're like ******* fish in a tank waiting to get fed a load of crap.
Love.
A beautiful lie.

We sit here with our smiles -but who is really smiling
The truth is known but still... you insist on hiding.
Your eyes lie, I must be blind
for you have said how you feel a thousand times.
We lay here in the sheets of regret, as the sun slowly creeps away.
Taking with it the true happiness that lays between our retched ways.
I am motionless, you fall under sleep.
My brain starts to wonder, what this truly means.
You grab me, still and hold me tight and for a moment I forget the uneasy feeling- the calmness of the night.