Turned to you

When the times get tough
and theres no where to turn
I turned to you
hoping for help.

But you denied accsess
to the aid I sought
and now I'm in too deep
I'm a useless whelp

Alone and defeated
I crawled to you
and you simply knocked me away
like all the other things

and now I'm in trouble
so much of it you see
and without assisstance
No joy is what it brings

sorrow and madness
is all that creeps
attach to my mind and
sent on the one way trip.

The Devils in my eyes
perhaps he shows love
or maybe I have made a mistake
caught in his firey whip

I cry and struggle
trying to get free
but to my dismay I'm
wishing to change my mind

His grip was strong
and he turned to me
and looked and said
Too late...you're mine.

I wish I had rethought this
I wish I really did
but it's too late and
I pay the final toll

and to think all this started
over someone I loved
petty feelings, like myself
have fallen into the hole.