“Writing The Endless”

I met a girl,
Who hated the world.
Moved her away,
And kept her to stay.
Lonely as she is,
Together we are.
She talks about love,
She feels it so bad.
Look with amazement,
Of beauty and grace.
But the troubles she tells you,
Are a slap in the face.
You’ll always be there,
With knives in your back.
She’ll just keep searching,
Leave you in the past.
So write the endless,
Of love gone to hurt.
Stop all your dreaming,
Because she just wont show.
A face full of anger,
You don’t wanna let go.