Only when she had nothing to loose,
Nothing to gain,
That is, when she started loosing her sense of pain.
Slowly draining away,
Every single day,
That is when her world started turning dark and grey.
“Aren’t we all a little lost?” She used to think and say.
“Or is it just my world, thats slowly rotting away?”
Her world was draining,
Until there was little left, barely nothing remaining.
She was strong, or was she?
Or was it just what she was portraying herself to be?
Standing alone in cold rain,
But even that would always drain.
Drain away, until there was nothing left.
Drain away her heart in her brittle chest.
Drain away the love she never found,
And disappear into dusty ground.
What a beauty she had always been,
But there was nothing left within.
“If they really cared,” she cried
“How could they watch me, while I died?”
“Rip out my heart so theres nothing left.”
“I may not feel but there is inner unrest.”
“Just drain my soul to its last bitter drop,
Don’t try to prevent me, don’t try to make me stop.”
“Just let my memories fade away,
And take the little I have left, and make it decay.”
“Cut my throat and let me feel,
The only warmth run down my hands, at least it’ll be real.”
“Just burn the leftover of me,
And let me fly free with waves of the sea.”