After the broken lay in ruin
I would have rather not
For what was once a thriving city
was now an empty lot

the carnage lay about for days
until it withered past
but sorrow so it would have seemed
would never cease to last

with solemn tears upon the ground
I mourned my fallen friends
crying out the names of those
who met such sudden ends

I carry on from that day
with scars across my heart
for I, I took on her
and she tore me apart