I leave behind my eyes.
Eyes that only saw fairy tales.
I leave behind my hair.
Hair that hungered.
Hungered for a lovers hand to run through it.
I leave behind my skin.
Skin that yearned to be caressed.
I leave behind my smile,
Of which was so bright,
When I thought of better days.
I leave behind my hands.
Hands that reached out,
And were never taken.
But I can't leave behind my heart,
Because the damage is far,
More than can be repaired.
And I can't leave my strength,
Because I have lost it all.
Good-Bye.
