Survive You

My only hope was that I would survive you, But now I don't know why. Your body was my temple. I felt useful on my knees and while I worshiped at your feet. Now, I've lost my religion. Could you ever know what that means? To lose your life's blood, but your heart still beats. Oh, If I could hurt you too I wouldn't throw a sucker punch I want you to see it coming I want you to feel my fist before it connects To spill your blood with my pale white hands Could I absorb enough of you to bring the color back to me? To have my body warmed by your spilled life I have this empty shell of me and hollow is so hard to fill What will I do to pass the years? When life is gone and existence never ends My only hope was that I would survive you But now I don't know why.