Pieces Of Me

The thought of not having love in my life or not having anyone to share my life with.

Anger and hurt, lost love and desire

Sooner or later I will end, I'll retire

Heart is dying no love making it beat

In essence my body will go in retreat

Left alone withered to die in cold silence

Where love should be but is in defiance

Cry not then as you won't anytime soon

Tis my faith I hold, I accept my doom