Slain
What am I doing here sulking?
It's not the end of the world
End of human existance
You liking another girl
It happens all the time
I hear about it every day
I feared it each night
Now I'm lying on the floor, slain
By the love I'll never have
By the words I'll never hear
I'm slain
By the joy you took away
By the knife that was wedged in my heart
And I lay here rotting
The knife still is there
I can tell my blood isn't clotting
All of it, the venomous crimson, has left me
And I am empty
And I am slain