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forgotten:

the cool breeze passes through my hair,
the slience, is all i hear.
alone in this forgotten place,
no ones around no one to face.

abandon neglected, im all alone,
nothing to arm, to fight for my own.
i feel empty, like a bottomless pit,
giving me no hope, i feel sick.

my body is falling to thousands of pieces,
u being gone is tearing me into pieces.
i cry each night, because ur gone,
these feelings i have, it feels so wrong.

my body is left for the scavengers in the ground,
but my spirit is still stalking around.
walking alone on the empty streets,
i go out on a search to find the lost me.