Your Fault

As I sit here all alone/ I’ve forgotten everything I’ve ever known/ I’ve lost what I’ve held clostest to me/ I forgot when days were good…/ How things used to be/ You’ve killed my heart, and you did well/ Now when I wkae up it is worse than hell/

I wish I could turn around and stab your own knife in your back/ It is a feeling heart that you lack/ You shattered my world when I let you in/ Loving you was my sin/ I am your puppet, your little toy/ You were supposed to be harmless
Just some little boy/ How could you look me in the eye/ Listen to my cry/ You walked away/ When I needed you to stay
Live your little illusion/ I’ve come to the conclusion
Kill my heart if you may/ My image is with you and will always stay/ You turned your back one the one who loved you most/ Now you’re life toy, the hateful host/ You have to live with knowing you lied to me/ Fprget about your soul being free…/ You killed the only one who could save you/ Your loyal Princess of Darkness strong and true/ Now when your world is falling you must face it alone/ It’s your fault it’s absience of love that should have been shown

By Harsh Wakeup Calls

I am just a writer. I explain the truth. Those who say they write poetry, but don't feel with their heart are liars. Poetry is from the heart. Writing is an escape from the world of idiocy arounds us. I don't need to be justified on who I am. I am simply what my ex would call me Princess of Darkness. I wear a mask of happiness, but don't we all?