Give me your love and I'll give you my all;
*Cheat me, and I'll be the reason for your downfall.

We could never have had it all
That was our greatest downfall
You wanted everything to be right
And I messed us up in time

You said I was a whirlwind of contradiction
Sunny one minute and a downpour the next
You couldn't recognise the chaos behind my eyes
Or understand the trouble that left me tired

You hated my mess and reckless ways
Those times I'd sit completely hazed
You hated not knowing what was on my mind
But I couldn't divulge the dark that I hide

I wanted to be pure for you
And left unscathed from my ways
But even with a burning heart -
I still knew how to be cold from the start

In the end, everything you said was fire
When you couldn't get my mind right
We said some things we both regret
But we can never turn back the time

The emptiness of love, known throughout her heart
Painted in a deathly black ink, a widely known art
The hurt and loss of the mother she once knew
All but a monster for which was far too true

Never thinking what was wrong with her praised angel
The little girl blamed herself for everything deemed fatal
It was her wrong doing for the horrendous money arrangement
It was her fault for the termination of her father’s unholy engagement

This story has been played continuously throughout history
However the ending of it has always been a mystery
How could so many humans treat their own so poorly?
How could someone's subconscious let this nightmare become average cruelty?

We must stand against such abuse for the future race
Letting people act this way is human’s biggest disgrace
Abuse, no matter how small, should be destroyed
The love for humanity should become greatly employed

Equality is a right our ancestors fought and died for
We cannot let it become our greatest downfall.

Maybe if I tell myself
I don't need you
Enough times
You will disappear
From my trapped mind

And that will be my down

                                                 fall

Have I damaged
this plump, preening pride of yours?
I am not sorry.

My downfall.
Slow,
Excruciating,
Waited by all,
Seen by all.

Plotted by few,
wanted by many.
That is my demise,
my destiny.

Pain, helps me;
and yet hurts me.
It brings me away
by keeping me there.

A blade,
A word,
A gun,
Absurd.

All are my downfall,
Pain, I must decide for her.
Be she the curse,
or be she the cure.