Crushed
Crushed by the fickle hand of fate,
hope collapses, crumbling away.
And all that's left is fear and hate,
love was lost in the games you play.
I was blind but thought I could see,
so I let you lead from the start.
And every time you lied to me,
I believed you with all my heart.
Castaway, with naught but my fears,
I knew last night was our last night.
And I cried a river of tears,
watching you slowly fade from sight.
After waking from nightmare screams,
I felt broken and out of place.
And forsaking my hopes and dreams;
I question the future I face.
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