• Each day I seek for the love that seems to be killed by the bitter rage,
    I look ashamed as you walk pass and don't speak,
    How can I fix something that in my heart I know I didn't break,
    How can I refill your mind and heart with love for this sick and dying form,
    Why do you tease me with a smurk instead of a smile,
    I wish I could go back and find out what was so evil that now you hate me,
    Regret is only the tip of the emotions that drown my soul and burn the heart that once loved,
    Tears are no-longer able to form and the depressed stage of giving up has began,
    I am finished and done with trying to bow down my dignity for your jaded love.