Maybe I’m Done

Vanquished love and vanquished soul
Bleak beneath this smiling face
I tried to hide but these lines showed up
Trying to grey this black’s race.

My fingers are crossed,
My eyes are moist.
Too much struggle against them
Took myself down the hoist

Blood no more in my heart or veins
Can’t hide this pain, this sorrow
Darling I am no more
River is dry, up and thorough.

Maybe I’m done; I don’t want to get out
Can’t go on though, no one saw it through
Nobody understood, but I deserved
I’m done, goodbye, I love you.