i wonder why she ever felt the need to give herself away like that

why she could never look in the mirror

and see what i can see

she doesn't need to be anyone or be anybody

my perfection is met by her alone;

It was me that was dented and bruised

i don't want deceit or lies or breakable promises

i'm lost in a whirlwind of memories

i'm blinded by a beauty unique

its sorry that i am when i feel her there

that she had that and i wasn't there

i wonder where is that person i used to be?

i was poisoned a long time ago

someone made it a game of who can hurt the most

she drew a line in the sand and out poured my blood

everytime she talks its as if she is speaking a different language

she is a stranger from a distant dream

she destroyed my self worth

and i do not know how to come back from that

i'm scared because i was drowned in a previous life

she held my head underwater til i suffocated

and i lost it, that piece of me

she finally punched the wind out of me

and dragged me up to teach me it was my fault

she won, i have no fight anymore

i don't want to fight, she makes it hard to think, to breathe

a noose around my neck, my hands, my mind

i just want to be, to be here and be here with my love

to hold her hand and not to apologise

for every single little thing, because i am not sure of who i am

because, the other one, the one of whom i cannot speak

she took it out of me

and made me nothing more than worthless and pointless

and now i fight, for me, to find myself

she is weak, i am strong and she broke me apart to show me i could be weak

then laughed,

then she spat on my grave as she walked away with another girl