Time Poem by Emma Jane Rae

Time to face facts,
And it's gona be sad,
But you've f*caked up,
Everything we ever had,
How could you do that?
Just rip me apart?
You've taken a blade,
Stabbed me right in the heart,
A sea of tears,
I've crowns since that day,
No married life,
To start on the 18th May,
I screamed and I shouted,
But you've gone from your eyes,
And every truth,
Disguised by your lies,
Our beautiful life,
Stolen by drugs,
Oh what I'd do,
for one of your hugs,
I miss my Harry,
I miss my life,
The plans that we had,
Becoming your wife,
What's left for me?
To cry and yelp?
I just pray,
You'll accept the help.