Falling

I feel like there's no getting out

no ending for this nightmare.

You've stopped your hunting

but you are never really gone.

A ghost stalking me in every breath I take

taking away my hope and freedom,

making my soul a hollow hole.

I try to get away

but you confine me with your abusive ways.

I climb two steps

only to fall four.

And every aspect of my life

keeps falling with what you've done.

Let your hate go

Finally feel this is coming to an end.

Will you ever really let me go?

Will I have to keep fighting on?

You never minded putting out my spark,

but would you let go of your hate

and let me be whole again?

Taken

Taking, taking, always taking.

You can carry what you've taken and walk away.

Just don't come looking for what's left of me,

it's all been given to a man

that cares but doesn't know,

that gives but doesn't understand.

A man that is not you and never will be.