Suicide (Suprised?)

Empty feelings
Dreaded thoughts
In a world of candy and lemons
Acid rain falls from your lips
And sweetens as it hit the ground
One lie, two lie, three lie, more
I soar through a cloud of dust
Blinded by your rain of deceit
And still craving for more.
I trust nobody, I love all
And yet I am not a hypocrite
You trust all and love none
And you are scrutinized
Good!
Wonderful!

Surely in a demons heart
you have won a place
And I am forever forbidden from
Such a state of grace

Farewell, My Love,
My sweet seamstress of agony
I am no longer your pin cushion
For I have become my own.
Now, as the colors fade to gray
In contrast to this pool around my feet
I pray I shall awaken never again
And that you live forever in my place
Knowing all to well the vengeance of Love.