Tormented

Tormented
by Craig Alan

Tormented by your past
It creeps into my life unannounced
Leaves a hole so vast
Draining my heart, not leaving an ounce.

Shackled, Bound, Restrained
I have no choice.
Psychotic, mental, deranged,
That is my new voice.

I feel it’s time to say good-bye
I’m not loved, no one will cry.

Do I have what it takes?
Pull the trigger, draw the knife.
The next morning I won’t wake,
But it’s not the end of the world, it’s the end of my life.

How many times will this happen to me
The things you say, is it all lies?
My emotions cease to be
Yet still you wonder why.

I loved you too much, can that be real
Yes, my thoughts tear me apart
I loved you too much, my heart may not heal
Now it’s the end that is about to start.

I feel it’s time to say good-bye
I’m not loved, no one will cry.

Do I have what it takes?
Pull the trigger, draw the knife.
The next morning I won’t wake,
But it’s not the end of the world, it’s the end of my life.

It’s such an ironic story
You are all I want, you are all I desire
But because of events I worry
With and without you my soul is on fire.

Can’t have it both ways
It will be the death of me
Confused day by day
No longer will my eyes see.

I feel it’s time to say good-bye
I’m not loved, no one will cry.

Do I have what it takes?
Pull the trigger, draw the knife.
The next morning I won’t wake,
But it’s not the end of the world, it’s the end of my life.

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