Your heart, like stainless steel
Cuts into me like a knife
To leave my bleeding heart unattended... dying
The phone doesn't ring...it's you
The mail doesn't come...it's you
The pain never stops...it's me

Day after unending day I die
With no one there to save me
Nothing can stop it
No one cares...

The pain of watching my love flow out of me
Onto the cold dark ground
Is torture to my lonesome soul
When...Oh when
Will my dying end...

Dean Evans
11-11-07