Than the pain from my heart's sore.
Ponder dark thoughts ever so deep,
Feel the love, hate, and pain as I weep.
Curse his name until every last word is spoken,
Curse myself for eternity from the spell being broken.
Except my torture from my hellish ways,
Until the next time a trusted one betrays.
Stand above him as he cowers down,
For once my evil grin was a frown.
For I never expected this from him,
I wish I could tear him limb from limb.
He led me on to believe what's right,
For once I wanted to walk toward the light.
Until he stabbed me in the back,
Now all I see these days is black.
Conjure up a brand new spell,
For this one I know will work well.
Cast it, ponder it, sit back and wait,
But only after I see the results,
I want to help, but it's now too late.