Pessimism

I am quite the pessimist
A lost cause
Just searching for something
Or somebody that could
Mend my broken heart.

I've grown quite skeptical
I understand the misunderstood
I gave you my life, and you threw me into the fire like wood
A grave sight, where you look down upon me
Even though I lay a lifeless corpse
My heart still beats
My mind still dreams
As I think of everything of what we could of
Should of
Will never be..

Swallowed up in your victory
As you destroyed me
I fade away into ashes of the Abyss