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Taken Away From Me
I'm dying I'm tired
No help is required
Nobody would want to anyway
Every day is just the same
I sit here all alone thinking what have I done wrong?
I guess she's just my enemy, what I thought all along
She's taken all my friends away
I knew that they would never stay
Filthy traitors one and all
I hope one day death will call
And sentence all of you into the abyss
But even though I hate you all your still something I'd miss...
I'm lonely I'm tired
I'm selfish with my desires
Just one friend I beg of you
To let me have that you haven't gone to
Someone that will talk to me
Someone that I hope would see
The true side of me
You know this is sad
I know that I am very mad
But my soul is torn in different paths
And actually I think I'll pass
On every single option clear to me
I can just hide and flee
In the darkness I've grown heavy
This heart does not beat steady
There's only one thing I can say
That will complete my story anyway
you took my life away
You are your own best friend.
You are your own best friend. You live in the arms of love...it is your essence. I love how you expressed this.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Yes indeed
Sorry it took some time to get back to you but yes you are correct, I fiend for myself because everything was lost