When you said you make it rain,

I thought it was happiness,

Yet your intention was to bring me pain.

Why give me an overdose of pain

Than putting a bullet  to my brain?

I thought I asked for forgiveness

And you accepted  an apology,

Yet you were on a revenge mission.

You got close to kill me softly

Now I am tormented emotionally.

Turning  lemons into lemonade

Was part of my romance.

I had a dream to dance with you

Now I am in your  ring wrestling.

We are backsliding 

From lemonade to lemons.

When will this torment end

For death feels better  than pain.