i trusted you
gave you everything
you took it all and left
my heart
my soul
my love
my happiness
shattered on the ground
like broken glass
the glass so sharp
the blood so red
all these thoughts
running through my head
will you notice i'm gone
will you even care
how many times will you try to see me
but remember i'm not there
will you think of me while i'm gone
or forget me and carry on
will your concience bug you
everytime our daughter hugs you
little voice inside your head
“its your fault her mother's dead!”