Lonely Path of Love

Broken & torn my heart has become, from games of love that twist & bend, my heart dragged through the path of love, jagged and windy all through to the end, a breeze embraced the barren ground , this blood stained trail that gatherd dust, I moved forward but didnt move on , no hand to reach out to and no one to trust, a darkened cloud hovered over me , as nothingness grew near without a sound, my heart began to feel such pain, as these souls shadowd the dusty ground, with every step my knees grew weak, through the narrow way that was so steep, I continued to believe and hope for the better, untill i was caught in this trap so deep, heartbroken ...lonely and in chains, exhausted from all those mindless games, I sit alone in a pool of blood & dust all alone ..no one to trust, all alone no one to listen, as I struggle from what binds me to the floor, the pain ..the games ..the hurt and sorrow, I just cant take it anymore, I touch the crimson red stained floor with my fingertips, and with a sigh I close my eyes , I no longer feel the warmth of love, just angry bitter empty lies.