standing at the door
he calls me a *****
and says that no more can i come around.
so i leave his place
walking at a quick pace
tears streaming down my face -- i'm nowhere bound.
i think back to the time
when he was mine
and i think how divine it is for him to be free.
without me by his side
he has no one to keep him from sniffing lines
or to tell him no more wine for tonight -- leave it be.
our love went downhill
when he took his first pill
and started to spill about all those other girls.
believe me, i tried
to fill him with pride
but that boy lied and now he makes me want to hurl.
as i'm walking through the streets
i feel the leaves below my feet
and it beings to sleet as i walk down the path.
headlights illuminate my way
but my shadow leaves an outline of grey
as i hear the sound of breaks delayed -- i'm feeling god's wrath.
i try to get up
but it seems that a truck
has slid out in the muck and hit me.
i find i can't take a breath
and i suddenly see Death
approaching from my left as i close my eyes and count to three.
darkness takes over
i feel heavy as a boulder
as i make this crossover between the worlds.
in peace i am woken
by Death -- i am broken
by the words he has spoken; he is twirled.