Misery is her name,
making you self-doubt is her game,
too much thought can drive you insane,
my poor old heart cant take any more pain.
My head was obscured by my hearts desire,
I walked her path, straight into the fire,
now she's gone, I can think myself out of this mire,
pull myself out of this mess is all I require.
Forgotten ones who really loved me dearly,
I was blind but can see much clearly,
forget the broken dreams which hurt me severely,
I hope to find myself again. Yours sincerely.