Wasteland
The wasted years
The wasted thoughts
The nights left my heart
To burden
Cannot repair the damage
Of my wasted love
A heart dragged through
Grimy
Diseased
Mud
Left beaten
Left behind
Never thought it would end
Never thought you could make me
Feel cold
Never thought I would feel so
Abandoned
Never thought I would feel
So old
Left behind among all the rot
Left with your disease festering
Within
Leaving me
Have not
A burden wasteland lies here
No more to give
A testament to the ruin
Your heart left me
Skeletons
Lying near