I will not hold my breathe
For my savior to arrive
For if that were the only way to live
Then I surely would die

You took my faith
like a thief in the night
Then tarnished my identity
what a beautiful sight

So cunning you are
to produce such great work
so belivable you words
now i'm lost and hurt

Once a completed soul
so proud so bold
Now an angered wench
from days of old

Forgiveness is not near
so don't bother to ask
I must forgive myself first
before this to can pass

I've reached the point of no returns
No lesson has been learned
just scars from the battle lost
from intuition I didn't desern

Once Happy to give love
love is now my enemy
You want to stick around
But you are not a friend of me

So I'm taking out the trash
Which is never to return
I'm cleaning out my closets
Just another lesson learned