I sit and I cry
asking myself why,
alone and confused
broken from being abused.
My love you took.
My soul you shook.
Honesty and trust
abandoned for lust.
Through the haze of tears,
facing all my fears,
our future slowly dies
crucified by your lies.
One question before I go,
there's something I must know.
How could this be,
if you love only me?
Standing before you torn apart,
protecting my shattered heart.
I'm already missing you,
but I will make it through.
Behind the story ...
Well, it's not very hard to figure out where this one came from. Some may think this is just another sob-story piece, and in retrospect it is; however, I lived this lie for a very long time and it took me, for what it seems, a life time to move past. Hence, all the "sob-story" pieces within the walls of The Gallery.
11/08/99
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