Yet again I know no title for this

This is to the the flyleaf version of Something I can never have

I can still see your face now and then

Your voice echoes, like a bad day to disappear.

Scraping up my broken heart again

My favorite dreams of you

Break down my walls.... again(hold)

 

You turned it into hell

You turned it into hell

I just can't take it

I just can't break it

This bloody habit of mine

 

You were always the one that made me whole

And now I feel just like and empty shell

Something your words

Can easily take apart(hold)

Black would be the color

If I had a heart

 

You turned it into hell

You turned it into hell

Im down to one thing

And I'm scared to hell

You turned it into hell

You turned it into hell

I just can't take it

I just can't break it

This bloody habit

 

Still my heart is yours

Though I wanted it back

You never returned it

You're all I ever see anywhere

A fading reminder

Of who I used to be

 

You turned it into hell

You turned it into hell

I just can't take it

I just can't break it

This bloody habit of mine.

Author's Note

Still in rough draft form. Please give good critique

Reviews

[Frantzuu]

great story

[Soul Magic✯]

excellent ink. i enjoyed reading this piece. your talent always shine... keep doing your thing. much luv

[Alex W]

Nice :-) Not bad.

[Senseless whatever]

Good rough draft.

[deeps]

This is amazing, I throughly enjoyed this write.

[larryb]

Good writing in my eyes but i know nothing about critiquing etc etc , all i know is your a very very talented gurl :)