Sandwiched between life and despair
You are my oldest fear
Of all the things you choked me with
I was expected to forget
And then there's him
Dead from the skin to the bone
All the things you took were things you didn't own
Indifference opened my eyes
While you were bleeding inside
And then there's him
A spilled life, of murderous color
Vibrant shades of pain always replaced
Leaving me drained and at fault
Because he is no longer
