Baskadia

Each day I try to tell myself it's fine,

Each day I soak myself with wine,

Each night I try to calm my rage,

Only expressing my feelings on page,

I felt within myself that I was stabbed.

Each hour i try to let it go,

When I recall how you treated me so far,

Each minutes I try to move on,

Each second I wish not to be sober,

I felt like I was stabbed.

But it feels you've taken over my mind,

Caused me pain,showed me love unrefined,

You've stabbed my soul,

Toiled with my feelings, 

And now I've lost control because I have been stabbed.

Provoked to say that "love is a scam and not real" 

Until I was told about "what true love is" by a gentle

Minded spirit of a melody voice.

It is said that love is blind,

But true love is hard to find, that is why this love stabbed me, what a fake love all over the world.