When we first began
I felt my heart slam
with emotions that I can no longer compare
now to dismay
the feelings have swayed
never to return
or to burn away
I tear myself down again and again
begging and asking god when will this end?
I comdemn myself for countless nights
invisioning myself in countless fights
being cruel unclentching my sights
seeing god, blinding white light
I began to sneak out in the wee hours of the morning
just to be caught,by my parents scourning
just to add to the endless mourning
she said she loved me
she fucken tore me
when she finally held me
i thought that was it
that fucken bitch
she gave me the slip

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