Me, Myself and Insanity

Sometimes i wonder,
If the only parts of my life are all errs and blunder,
Pain and sorrow engulf me,
My heart yearns a moment to be free,
But blinding pain is immortalized,
As rejection, betrayal and denial is realized,
False hope implicated,
More antagonizing moments these emotionscreated,
Every tear that streams by,
Resembles a singular lie,
That my heart has managed to deceive,
In failure to receive,
The only feeling my heart yearns for,
That one true love will come knocking on my door,
Yet only angst seems to come my way,
As i sit by pain, i pray,
Won’t fate sympathize,
Won’t god hear my desperate cries,
The endless tears I shed at night,
As I clutch my heart and and weep all my might,
So much pain has this heart endured,
Nothing in life had i allured,
Gone are the days of smiles and laughter,
Those are but a memory long after,
My life embodies what fate defies,
My heart gives life to what fate denies,
All of which i end in turmoil,
As my heart is toy played with and toiled,
I am nothing but a lifeless shell,
And you have heard a tale and all that it has to tell,
So now decide,
If god does abide,
To cries and prayers,
As i have waited an eternity in my lifeless years,
As baring my soul,
I let my tale unravel,
I allow it to unfold