Your face is shadowed against the ground,
I watch you grumble in front of my eyes,
Was this all truly worth fighting for....?
Have I made the true unruly mistake....?
I cant stand the blood on my hands, dripping onto the floor,
As I plead for you to come back.
Could you truly be gone?
From all of humanity,
I cant stand the twisting pain which invades my mind,
Cant you see that I'm hurt?
Or are you already gone....?
