My heart taken freely as the love was squeezed out of it
All the flavor is gone there is nothing left not a bit
My mind nearly destroyed as any independent thought I had was negated
My body abused- no longer is there found pleasure- once loved now hated
My soul what is left of it is freely given back to God
I’d rather risk being as though I never was rather than continue this facade
Existence in a body abused without pleasure,
A mind without independent thought, how can one measure?
A heart without love, or life without breath
A soul broken and bruised is worse than death
Let me go -be happy
Or if per chance during this thing
Some pleasure is found in my suffering
Just let me be
This misery cannot be my destiny
Let me go and be happy without you
Death can be sweet sometimes when colors are always blue
When life with someone is become so harsh and so bitter
I have given up trying to love even though I know I am no quitter
If continuing in this is proven to be my destiny
Then let me not continue to breathe just let me be
Let it not be too long
That I endure this life’s sad song
Let me go and be happy
This cannot be my destiny
Let me go -be happy
Or if per chance during this thing
Some pleasure is found in my suffering
Just let me be
This misery cannot be my destiny
Leave me alone and just let me be
Copyright 2006, by Arene
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