Left cold and alone
Dumped and depressed
I slowly regained strength from the fall
After her voice disowned its master; its teacher
It soured up, then fell heavily down
I clung on to the edge of insanity
Silently suffering in my darkness
The darkness I had come to know
Come to love
Was there any escaping this torture?
The pain that nagged and nipped at my heart
The pain would surely demolish my weak, languid heart
Shred it to peices
And when it had finished its deed
I would be left
Lying motionless on the damp sidewalk
Clenching to hope;as if it was my lifesaver
I am finished mourning
Done releasing these tears
They now burn; leave my flesh red
My eyes swollen
My weakness is now hiden;invisible to the world
But soon it will appear
Make itself known
I will finish my work
My Don Juan
And my pain will finally become the world's