I am tired of the hurt
I am tired of the pain
Where can I turn?
When there is a lot in my way
...
You were my sun in winter
You were my flowers at springtime
But on that treacherous night I became a monster
And trampled your beautiful petals
...
His touch is electrifying
His kiss the gate keeper of death
His eyes dripping with desire
As he aches the day he meets his love
...
My Life
I am tired of the hurt
I am tired of the pain
Where can I turn?
When there is a lot in my way
Who do I call friends?
Who do I call enemies?
Whose family
Am I better left being alone?
My heart aches for relief
That burst of happiness
Like a new babe brought into the world
Am I ever going to move from this confused state?
Unsure about my feelings
Unsure about my fate
Who do I turn to?
Who do I hate?
Is this the end?
Of my not so fairytale life?