Piece by piece you rip away my soul,
I start question if ever I was whole,
You speak as though you hate all in sight,
But you just don't realize what you are in my eyes.
I stand in dark silence as the end draws near,
I watch you drop dead, and my souls cries with fear,
I still sit in silence, for you were my heart,
And then you just left and you tore me apart...
Sorry that was so short, I usually make my poems quite long...BUT! Sometimes the most meaning comes from something small:)
