My Dying Day

I’m all alone, surrounded by this empty feeling inside…

Everyone has gone, leaving me to pick up the pieces of me that have died.

You won’t pick up the phone when I’m crying out for help

I hate that I’ve lost you, just when everyone’s walked out the door.

Friends list of zero, I’ve lost you and the biggest part of myself.

You didn’t even notice the minute my knees hit the floor.

The best part of me died with you when you walked out,

Could you ever have learned to love me? That much I doubt.

Now as I lay here, bleeding out on the bathroom tiles

Thinkin about how far I would’ve gone for you, thousands of miles.

And how much of myself I would’ve given to you,

If only to see one of those perfect fuckin smiles.

It hurts to see how easily you’ve moved on and past me

I’d give my life for you, my heart, soul, all I have, for free.

But I guess that doesn’t mean anything, it never did.

All I wanted to do was make you feel loved and wanted,

A feeling that was never reciprocated but that’s okay.

So I’ll lay here and give you my last breath and final thought on my dying day.