What's the point
Why do I try...

Face full of bruises
Body marked with scars...

My eyes full of tears
My heart has been ripped out...

Passion is like fire
A consuming desire...

Dark, yet never ending
The pieces falling apart...

Curled up on the floor
I'm going to die...

Life is moving at such a fast pace
Everyone living life like a race...

It only hurts
When temptation hits me in the face...

You taught me not to hide
In you I can confide...

Touching my soul
With His unpure hands...

As I sit here
Looking out my window...

Sometime you know it's love
But it can't be touched...