Why did I even bother?
There was no place to be.
Where did I go?
My life was a chaotic symphony.

My life was short,
And not so fulfilling.
What did I do?
Well my story is quite chilling.

I was raped and neglected;
Beaten and bruised.
I couldn’t find my way out;
I always felt used.

I searched far and wide,
But my heart began to pine.
Would I find someone to care?
Would I find someone I could call mine?

I had to find my own way,
With a heart full of stone.
But no matter how much I denied it;
I still felt alone.


Maybe I deserved it.
It was to be my terrible fate.
I was so filled with anger,
Disgust, and hate.

I guess I was not made to be loved.
No man would ever take my hand.
I will forever stay alone.
Sadly, I know where I stand.

I am where the last man left me,
Alone and utterly dead.
No one will ever miss me.
No tear will ever be shed…