You left without a word,
Threw me away like a used tissue,
Your own child, your blood,
I still hope you feel pained,
As my absence remains.
May your nights be diffused with sorrow,
As you toss and turn,
As your mind makes a river,
Filled with my own tears,
Flowing through your mind day by day,
I hope my absence makes you ponder,
Weighing down on you each day,
A constant reminder,
Of what you lost when you walked away.
Inhale the bitter cigarette, let it burn your core,
May each breath bring the torment you made me implore.
Now you lie in the grave, and the silence is my wound,
The pain cuts deeper knowing we never met,
After you left.
Never bound.