Gone

Ripped and torn my soul is shed
beaten and trampled my hear it bled
i understand not what motivates you
the hatred inside; are you confused?
the days go by quickly; the nights drag out long
i still don't understand what i did wrong
words of love spoken; acts of passion performed
it seemed like the perfect love we had formed
then one day i awake
to find in my face
another woman or two, or more?
all i can do is cry on the floor.
How could this happen; our life was planned
I'd be your woman; you'd be my man
Do you tell her the same things?
do you hold her close?
I shudder to think that i gave you my soul.
You took my youth, innocence, pride,
and left me feeling empty and dirty inside.
One day at a time, life will go on,
Until then i take comfort in the fact that you're gone.