What they made ​​me

I will not lie to you.
I do not feel well.
And the days pass.
I know I need to come back to life.

Today I woke up and would like
my enemy destroyed, but still alive.

Days pass and I'm still in bed.
Nothing lifts me.
It seems that nothing works.
The pain consumed me.
That girl is gone.

Like the rest of that is gone
and you do not see.
Only when the homesickness arose.

My world shattered.
Everything is gone and only left me
remember what I was
able to do one day.
I created my own pain.
I love to destroy.
I took the best of me, I know.