I look at myself in the mirror
My reflection gazes at the ground
I lie in bed thinking I could feel her
But nothing in my hands is what I found

I walk down the sidewalk
The moving rhythm of my feet
How it does remind me of her walk
Every step each jab a price for me

The blade pierces my shallow skin
A price for what I had given
To the one whom I had put my love in
Who grasped and ripped it all away