Everyday it gets easier, yet I continue to die
Seeing that you left me for her.
I can now look in my mirrior,
And think so much clearer.
I don't wish for my own death,
But because of you,
I had to lose.
I'm loosing my last breath,
But all you had to do was choose.
To me, this life seems all new,
and twisted in many ways,
I'm counting off, until my last living days.
These days will be my happiest,
When my last sight, is your dying face.
I hope you recieve karma,
Like I hate drama,
It will come so naturally,
Like everyone's dying day,
Telling you to finally fade away
And say goodbye to your past,
The one who took your life away.
