Why be me?
Why be the victum as you call me?
Why try to still get you to see me.
You never will in the state you are in..cold dark place surrounded by your minions that whorship you for they get to bask in your good side..
Its all i ever  all i ever wanted and you took it away..
You tell me im heartless and cold yet you dont see me crying for you daily cause the man i fight for loved me so much he would have never spooke the words to me you have over and over..
You got what you broke my heart for..your freedom your choice to do as you please..no respondablities for anyone but you..yet you choose the hard path and ill forever be blamed for it..
I still fight evertime we talk for you to see me and you call me heartless because i point out the facts..
You call me cold when i speak the way you do to people.
Im mean when i dont hide the way i feel..
The fact that you do not see me for the woman that i truley am shows me things that i didnt want to face..
Im not heartless im the oppsite i have too much heart for you i care too much and its comes out in a way u cant handle.Im cold cause words never let you see how much my hands are shaking and my tears are blinding me you forgot who i am..as i forgot who you are cause the man i love so deeply would have never let me think the worst of him and be okay with it..the man i put up so high on a mountain to admire would have never thought of touching another woman before me...never talked to me the way you do as if me of all people were out to get you..
The man i love would have never left me alone scared of the world knowing im scared of the dark..but you did for your chance of having freedom and many woman to make himself feel bigger..when all he had to do was look deep in my eyes to know i thought he ruled the world..he was my everything and it wasnt enough..now im punsihed daily when im me or i get too emonational because it causes him pain and i become the cruel one for being me..its best i know to step away from him but my heart still beats beside him and i feel empty..

When out of the earth, to that of oblivion
When my wealth are left behind,
And my work and deeds unfinished.
Even all strives lay in vain.


When I'm gone and my fames all dies.
And not my name in the house of tomorrow,
When I'm gone and my mouth are mute and my ears deaf,
When I'm gone and never to come back.


When I'm gone to the place of truth,
And all coverups lay opened.
When I'm gone and my eyes shut, hands tied.
When on the cold floor I lay, what worth is the nourished skin i paid.


When I'm gone and alone in an helpless corridor,
Face palming and biting my fingers, reminiscing my bads and looking to the place of perdition.
Got alot of fears to say when I'm gone.


When I'm gone, who shall mourn me,
Who shall call for me even when my ears are numb.
Who shall try to find nd forgive my mistakes, even if none can see my wandering spooke.
WHEN I'M GONE.


When I'm gone and the rooster on the stile crows behind me,
And life despair when the only visitation remains in every dreams.
When I'm gone and ne'er to wake from my slumber,
And my only memory and what i deserve is a flower in the necropolis.

WHEN I'M GONE