I lie there, face first in the muddy ground,
Driven by hurt by the one whom I once loved,
The one who did not care and left me for dead,
When I already was half dead and alone in darkness.

She stole everything I had left in me,
Not able to move on forward into the future,
And breaking my heart like a pane of glass shattering on the ground,
And shoving every word, forcing every thought right back down my throat.

She left me for dead on a deserted road,
Spitting on me in disgust,
Never taking the time to get to know who I truly am, who I was...
I still wonder even now if she ever had read what I wrote for her that day.

She moves faster and faster, using every inch of power in her
to throw herself out of my sight and hers,
Always afraid, always in the dark, never in the light,
On the ground, arms spread out, drowning in my blood.

My mind tricked me, fooled me, deceived me, believing it was possible,
My heart said "No, don’t leave me here to rot, she doesn’t care, she won’t answer you!"
My heart knew the truth, but I was so blinded by love to see it,
She shut my heart up just like a poor miss treated person, being gagged.

I am back on that ragged edge cliff, but this time alone,
With a stone spike at the bottom waiting for me,
She broke me like a storm rips off a roof of a house in the rush of a tornado,
I was already half dead, now I am faded forever,
Now I am nothing, I am gone, goodbye.