Me, Myself, and I
It’s hard to describe the grief I’ve encountered/
I’m 18, lived a thousand lives and pain’s devoured/
My soul and stripped away my serenity/
They say, “Everything happens for a reason”/
Was it meant to be, my season to encounter sinister entities?/
Was the world created to torment forever,/
To leave you under the weather, praying for better?/
Well I’m down on my knees begging for mercy/
Lord why do you continue to let everyone I love hurt me?/
I have a father who loves only pills to get high/
He doesn’t care for me, I merely pass by/
I asked a girl to marry me, she was my dream/
I gave her my heart, soul, and my love to an extreme/
I gave her the world, materialistic dreams/
I stood by her side when she was in trouble/
I protected her, I thought we were a destined couple/
When I got my feet dirty I looked to my side/
I couldn’t see her, thought maybe she liked to hide/
But come to find out she was nowhere to be found/
She was never there for me, just feed off me like a hound/
She leeched all of me she could find/
Then she simply moved to another victim, with me out of mind/
I’m left alone with a part of me forever scared/
I will move on, but I cry because it’s so hard/
I think I’m better off now just being alone/
Better to keep a part of my heart sewn/
I feel I’ll never be able to love again/
So, it’s me, myself, and I until the end/
Copyright © Brandon Taylor | Year Posted 2006
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