Iceberg

How to kill ones soul ...

Without thinking
At the back of your mind
Intriguing creatures
Very mysterious

Taking her so fast
Not minding how she feels
An easy lay
Gullible

Breaker
Needed a breaker
Cold cold ice
Breaker

Cooling her off
Making an iceberg
Someday it is hard
To crash

Regretting them
When you realize
How important she become
To late

She is gone
Not looking back
She have moved on
Bringing with her

Her pains,
Tattered dreams,
Crashed soul,
And her shattered heart...

"I am not good enough"