Emptiness is my solemn friend, lonliness creeps in
and once again wins the battle of deception.
For I thought I found true love, yet it was only part
of my nightmare, waking to tears and heartache.
My life is but a dismal interlude of hell,
punishment for something evil I must have done,
years gone by, maybe another lifetime.
Trickery, a web of deceit, unfeeling words, lies,
games of the heart, all the same widows web, to
catch you then destroy you.
To rip apart the essence right out of your
total existence. Total kaos of the heart. For you
have done this to me.
But I must tell you my friend for I am strong and
you shall not defeat me. For in the end I shall
conquer you.
For I am me, I am a survivor. For I am free
and will rise above your shallow games of the
heart.
My soul can not be taken, and my heart can be
returned. But my essence shall burn like a torch in
the stillness of the night.
Once again, I shall seek my dream, for this time
you have taught me well. And no longer shall I be
a toy, to be destroyed, but a tanker to ride
invincibly into this hard cold world.
You taught me kmowledge, about the wolves of the
world, and I an angel shall fly on by.
For I am a survivor.
Written By:
Donna Le
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