Baskadia

Sitting in the oblivion of my mind

I feel the emptiness creeping inside

Forsaking my sanity over the memories

I ought to work on my sanity...

For my broken heart may not mend.

All I asked of you was to give me your heart,

You however took mine and returned it in pieces

Now I am sitting here alone, looking at the space

Wondering how to fix my heart that is oh so badly scathed

And here I thought, I meant everything to you

When we were together

I thought we would make a tale to be told

You meant everything to me that I thought we would be together forever...

Your words ring in my ear making my heart break even more!

Thinking about what happened, that made us part our ways...

Makes you just a memory that flows down my eyes..

How did my sweetheart turn out to be so cruel?

So when you come for my funeral what would you say?

"Here lies the body of the love of my life,

whose heart I broke,

whose soul I shattered...

And I killed her without a fun in my hand"

I bet you don't know the dept of my pain, but it's okay.

My silence is just another word for my pain...

If you start to miss me,

Remember I didn't walk away,

You let me go...