Dear sweet girl who sobs alone,
The crystals ripped from your throne
You lie there, longing for your death,
and grip your chest and gasp for breath.
Breaking hearts was never easy,
Now you're left feeling queasy.
You wish for a time machine of sorts
to replace your body's missing quarts.
Dear sweet girl who sobs alone,
your planned future shattered and your will gone.
You stare in the mirror, your face bare,
searching for what was never there.
How beautiful that fairytale must've sound,
when he and you lay upon the ground.
His fingers intertwined with yours
your love filled laughter the only noise.
Hopeless girl who sobs alone,
forced from your rotting, miserable throne.
How grotesque it must be,
When pain is all that you can see.
Unbearable, it must truly feel,
To have turned someone so tender to steel.
Guilt must have taken over,
it is apparent by how you hunch your shoulder.
Dear sweet girl who sobs alone,
the crystal jewels, where have they gone?
The pride-stricken heart that used to beat,
lost forever in an eternal sleep.
Dear sweet girl who sobs forever,
why is it now you regret your endeavor?
You must've thought you were so clever
to do unto him what to you he would never.
Dear sweet girl who sobs alone,
The crystals ripped from your throne,
you lie there, longing for your death,
and grip your chest and gasp for breath.