Abused and Broken by Kara Sallee

In sadness and sorrow I see the fight,
I lay on my pillow and dream of you,
Anger consumes my head throughout the night,
I do wonder if you dream of me too.

I await for my better days to come,
A subtle crying seems to ease the pain,
Inside I wait for my special someone,
In lonely misery it is a gain.

A world of pity will always follow,
Seeing you now is my only token,
It will be here like always tomorrow,
As I do remain abused and broken,
And follow me now depression and doom,
As I lay on the floor in my sad tomb.