Bullets of freedom

My memories of you have started to fade,
only things that remain are those promises I made,
to always be beside you during the lifelong wade,
irrespective of feelings, desires and grade.

These promises I think will remain with me,
as a token for life that could never be,
I'll surrender my land,my mind, my free,
to hold on to those precious moments, I am sure i won't flee.

My state of mind is stretched and thin,
for the brutality of your betrayal, still holds me within,
and makes me a victim of your unspoken sin,
just believe me when I say, life is not a game u always play to win.

I was searching for a reason to not care anymore,
about the veil of pretense u so successfully wore,
and script of my dreams and wishes u tore,
to cripple my will from its very core.

But reasons I guess are for people who are sane,
who have lived a life without trouble and pain,
so I subject myself to the caustic bullet rain,
and watch myself die as your memories wane.