Love's Cruel Tricks

A heart so tender left to its own demise Only to be picked up by the devils creations Tortured, angry, greedy and unkind souls Play games, misleading and untrusting The trickery, the unforgiving hurt and lies The false love and the many temptations Eventually making one want to fill their head with holes The mixed emotions, uncontrollable lusting Oh how it makes one call upon deaths grace An amazing blanket of darkness and peace To be taken from what they have labeled life And reborn into a new dimension, alas Saying goodbye to such a scummy, decrepit place Temptation comes by and calls on to such sweet release So to follow the call of the blade of the knife Or possibly the blast of the gun, how exactly could one pass