Confusion

I sit there in my corner,
Because I am not a fighter.
I sit there in pitch black.
Feeling like something will attack.

I feel my salty tears run down.
I can feel them run onto my lips.
The salty taste in my mouth,
Filled with all emotions.

I was a happy child.
I used to fight for what I thought was right.
Until one day everything was gone.
You had left me here with nothing.

Thats when the tears came,
I could not stop crying,
I did not understand,
My whole world had come crashing down!

I did not fight anymore,
Nothing was like before.
I was too weak.
I cannot even speak.

I feel like a gun has shot me in the head.
Because I feel so dead inside.
I feel like you had stabbed me with a sword,
And I am bleeding to death!

No! I am alive,
Weak and pitiful.
A disappointment!
Someone that has no reason to live!

All because you left me here,
Here to be swallowed up in my misery,
To die!
But why?