21 June 2012
The gut instinct Told her Something wasn't right
The numbers The lipstick On the collar, was a fight
A fight Within her That she didn't want to admit
Life with him A lock and key That had ceased to fit
She loved him Why now Take his love elsewhere?
At the moment The grief Makes her not want to care
She can't sleep Cannot eat Life is just a haze
She gets up Gets dressed Walks around in a stricken daze
To give her all Be ripped apart Leaves a dark pit of emptiness
She tries to function Tries to forget But her life's a devastated mess
Cheated Heart • Opuss № I