I lay in the dark,
gazing up at the stars,
wondering if you can see me,
though I am quite far.
Constantly I'm wondering,
Why? What? How?
Sometimes I'm so angry,
I just want to tell you to take a bow.
Sometimes I just want to shout,
and let all my feelings burst right out
for you to hear,
but then I glance around and realize,
you are no where near.
No one took you from me,
for it was you who pulled that trigger.
And no matter how hard I try,
I'll always be bitter.
As I sit here in a flood of my own tears,
I realize this won't end.
It will go on for years.
I don't have all the answers,
but something pushed you too far.
I just hope your happy,
though I'm the one left with a permanent scar.