Endless Pain
It would have been better if you had put a bullet to my heart, than letting me live to suffer with a broken heart
I am bleeding , hurting, endless pain
I am the lamp you slaughtered
I was nailed to the cross, I was your living sacrifice
My only crime was loving you
Now I am sentence to live with a broken heart
It's better you had used a knife to my heart
Now I am living with no reason
My Life has no meaning
Endless pain
My only hope is death
I pray the angels hear my cry ...take my life , I beg
When there is no hope there is no life
Without love life is meaningless
Copyright © Sonya Stewart | Year Posted 2017
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