Without You

November 21, 2009
I am in a room
where i cannot see.
I am in a room
hopeless as can be.
You're not here
to make things better.
Because you're not here,
my face is getting wetter.
Without you,
I want to be dead.
But why?
What's wrong with my head?
You hurt me.
I never liked you
cheating and lying.
When I left you,
I was crying.
From then-on,
My life is filled with dismay
becasue i know
you haven't been here to this day.

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