Tears flow freely down my face
And there he goes,
My saving grace.
Left broken on the ground,
He walked away
Without a sound.
My heart shattered,
But he just kept walking.
I mean, its not like I mattered.
So here I lay in the dirt,
Watching him leave,
Trying to ignore the hurt.
I watch as you disappear,
You don't look back
And I know my end is near.
So here I wait,
Bruised and broken,
But it seems, death is late.
With one final breath
I see my new savior.
Here comes my death.
