Heavy heart, bleeding words
Crying eyes, tired soul
Along with dying wishes
He left me dying alone
With many scratches

The day he left the world,
was the day I quit living.
The day his beats were stopped,
was the day I took my last gasp.
The day he closed his eyes,
was the day I stop seeing.
The day he slept for forever,
was the day I stop sleeping.
In short, he left me alone in a big world full of worries.

He was the shoulder, I used to cry on
He was the shelter I used to live under
He was the reason I used to live for
He was the light, in my dark
He was the peace, in my worst...