either this was my last straw or i can bleed on my own accord

justice slaps me in the face
with my heart on the line i forfeit my love
this was my last straw
for a second the angel of happiness gave me it's hand
but just as quickly as it came
it floated even faster away
the thought of someone's heart belonging to me
exciting this lonley soul
in my vision was true love
now only sits anger and the slither of pain
before the game began my doubts tried to warn me
i turned my ear from the frequent cry,
hoping for a different sight to be seen
oh but that conieving word does indeed hate me
patiently it waits until my heart puts forth an effort
then as though its my destiny
the angel of death kills the future
i see that my meaning is not to love
as one realizes their calling, i too have recognized my purpose
my hate is strong and forceful,
im meant to feel this
i cant find love and no one will have me
so now i digress to what im common with
i surrender my heart to the blackness that covered it
ill never give my love again
i can bleed on my own accord