Did you leave you here to live or die?
because i think its helping both.
as the time goes by,
i die inside.
but still my heart survives,
in a body of black ash.
it lives to strive,
it lives to feel,
but most of all it lives for you!
as i die each day,
turning into dark nothingness,
my heart grows....
it grows with hatred;
it grows with revenge,
but most of all it grows with love.
for you?
my heart is slowly dying now,
so i know why I'm here,
within each dying day...
although i know I'm dying here,
and I'm afraid to go alone.
i don't want you to come with me...
id rather die alone!
