A torrent of salty tears
Trying to drown her broken heart
Attempting to ease her fears
Aimlessly wondering where you are
Heaven or hell?
For she know that your body lies cold and still
To her you're an angel
But no one's quite sure how the scales will tilt
Your new, souring, soul
Has left hers as blackened as Tartarus
Empty and burning
Fuelled with the fire of brokenness
When you swallowed those pills
Her life was extinguished as well as your own
But she's forced to live on in this ungodly world
Cuz you left her alone
So her bruised, beaten pillow
Patiently muffles the anguished screams
As she writhes with the pulsing pain
Knowing you'll visit now only in dreams
Grief-infused numbness
Pulls her into a fitful sleep
But as the subconscious is taking control
She still softly weeps
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