She was the rotten cherry to my life
The smelly cheese in my fridge which was left for centuries
Memories of ours have gone down the drain
Pain of mine were caused by you and you only
Slowly im losing hope
Im losing my self love
Im losing my confidence
As i look in the mirror
I can see minor crakes
Even the mirror feels the pain
Through its agonizing left over glass
Scattered on the floor
Concealed with fresh blood
Meaningless to you but for me....
I keep bleeding
I keep keep bleeding
And its endlessly flowing out of me
One day i will be short of blood
And it'll be your fault
T