Rotten Souls, Broken Hearts and Shattered Lifes

by charlotte alfrey   Oct 16, 2006


I think it's time I tore down your defences,
To reveal what lies beneath your god forsaken heart,
Where all of your hopes die young
And become nothing more than fake reality.

I want to hold up you hands to feel,
The blood trickling down my skin,
As you lie bleeding on the floor,
With nothing more than one saved breath.

I pray you say sorry for all the suffering you have caused,
In silence, in anger, in bitterness and in LOVE,
I want to hold you close
FOR ONE LAST TIME

But what's the point in...
Forgiveness?
It's fake and it is wrong
It burns every time I cry
Every time I breathe
Every time I LOVE
Every time I forget

It pours out like a sin in a troubled soul,
It never fades all because you chose to be reckless and selfish,
Sink deep now, into the hole,
That will become your home.

Lonely as the sin you made,
Alone thinking about your sins
Alone is all that you will be now.

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