Nothing Left For Me
There’s nothing left that life could throw,
Unless death finds me in the snow.
There’s no reason left to hope,
Because there’s nothing to help me cope.
I have no tears left to cry,
It’s nothing but pain that fills my eye.
And now that white is splattered in red,
They have left me here for dead.
And because they leave me here,
I will give them reason to fear.
Just because there’s nothing left,
Doesn’t mean that what they did wasn’t theft.
I lost my heart and soul to them,
I lost my love, my gem.
Copyright © Rae Stegall | Year Posted 2007
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