Yet again, you have left me.
Out in the cold, the sufferer of your ways
To punish or banish me
From your mind, as it lay
What binds you, to your silence they say
Is your pulse, fear as though it has it
And so here i am in the rain
Discarded like a lover lost
Through someone elses folly
Your soul keeps my demons warm
Stoking a fire of memories months old
And a body, oh so cold.