I was cold.
I was tired.
I was covered in water
Of my own tears
And the rain
That fell from the darkened sky
To which I once looked up at
In hope that we
Would still be together.
We would run
We would laugh
We would smile
All together
Like we always do
Or did.
Why?
Why
Did I lose
Everything precious to me?
Why
Did I never get what I wanted?
Why
Did he leave me in the mud and rain
To shrivel up
Like a useless piece of trash?
Maybe that's all I was to him
Trash
But now that I lay here
Curled up
Clouded in my own pain and misery
I think to myself;
Did anything really matter?