It has gone to far

This time it has gone to far,
you always seemed to be my shinning star,
You left me there to die,
deep within the alley,with no goodbye.

Sitting in the alley, in the rain,
tears going down my face and leaving a stain,
my heart in two,
now i cant push through.

I torn my dress,
talking out my stress,
my make-up running down,
with only the rain around.

Sitting there,
saying one last prayer,
to make you happy,
and to make me unhappy.

Falling asleep,
drifting slowely in the shadows,
saying goodbye,
to the rain and night sky.