Are we through?

I have been beaten down by force unknown.
And this love that ruins me soon unfold.
Some things of existence you can explain.
Therefore my actions are reflections of pain.
I am here never by your side.
Do you care that it's still me?

Where have we gone to, are we through?

Would you care if I would leave?
I love to be with you, but it makes me hate you.
How can I find you when nothing for me here is true.
I have seen it all fall down.
It's wrong.
Come this night and I'll take you with.
And soon we will fall...