Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Broken

Overwhelming saddness
A burning type of maddness
Seeing you with her
Wanting to rip out her hair

I want you to see me
I want you in my life
But why do you continue this
While Im in sorrowing strife

I wanted to ask you
For you to know
How far I would go
I want you to understand
That this isnt a pissed off demand

Just a form of love
From a lost and broken dove
I wanted you to care
For our love to be fair

But I saw you with her
I feel like dying
crying

Save me...