How has one person been thrashed,
Which the claws of and angel,
Has drawn blood from the prayers through god,
My prayers come true,
Then become a dream of the past,
I lost my guidance through life,
Of which my heart revolved around,
Through which the claws scar me,
My life which has changed,
How now effected my life,
Even in the after life,
After the end of the pursuit of love,
I cry, I weep,
Through which my soul is lingering,
Finding the answer to living,
Only one gift brings my soul back,
To reunite with my heart,
That would be the prayer that started my engine,
To run my life itself,
That chain which swung around gods gift,
Which my heart thought was unbreakable,
Has snapped and put a hole though my heart,
Ripped my insides through no return,
I am lost in a way that i have no one to revolve around,
No one to love no more,
And that all my prayers seem a fantasy now.
