Crying in the corner
With no shoulder to cry on
Shuddering from the wind
With no strong arm to hold me
Falling to my bloody doom
With no love screaming my name
Accused for the damage I have not done
With no one defending my honor
Beaten by the one that I once trusted
With no one willing to risk their life to save me
Buried in my shallow grave
With no one to lift even a piece of dirt
So I’m dieing in my pit of despair
With no one to comfort my tortured soul
