I have thirteen bruises on my right leg
but none of them hurt as the one
you left on the left side of my heart.

there's a photograph on my bedside table
you thought the sun will shine
whenever I'd look at it,
now you have gone,
the sky in the picture has turned to something dark
no room for sun,
and there's dust on the photograph and you
you are just a shadow
on the sidewalk I fall on letting all the rain pour down on my soul,
and the sun is just a memory
and you are just an excuse to turn my smiles into tears
and I am just the dust
falling on your lungs.

and we were just a glimpse of happiness,
an illusion
a dream,
a lie I listen to
before my eyes close,
before the darkness comes in.

I have been put in a cage,
and I feel like a slave,
their used to be others but they all got away,
and I shake and cringe,
because everything inside hurts,
all my fears and worries,
I push all forms of life away,
and I am stuck in a cage,
and their is a monster inside,
who makes sleeping unsafe,
and will make your thoughts start to shake,
and rot away at you until your crumble,
and I cannot escape,
for the monster haunts me,
even though I am alone,
the monster is upon me,

I am alone,
I pushed all the wrong people,
Away.

ever burning, eternal flame,
you have taken my finite skies.
the embers leave only a name
for this vessel that holds no eyes.

forever fire, you're to blame!
heaven has fallen from its rise,
and given ground chance to reclaim
the life stolen by my demise!

never shall I lose the shame
of not ever exchanging goodbyes
with my only love, the dead dame
that my eternal flames despised.