What Is Left of Me
What is left of me
Did you ever think of how I will feel
Do you ever think of how I Will live
What is left of me is your fault
Do you ever think of how I will miss you
How I will cross the bridge
How I will reach at the end of the tunnel
Without your light.
What is left of me is just a body
Without humor
What is left of me is just a structure
Alcoholic I became
Drug addict I became
Why should you have to be mean
I trusted you
I worship you everywhere I went
I dreamed you every day
You killed the person in me
You killed everything
Copyright © Joseph Simuporo | Year Posted 2020
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