The Grave.

You'll walk alone that lonely path,
Its something you must do,
Your tears they will roll down your cheeks,
They will not comfort you.

You'll reach a fork there in the path,
It will split in to two,
You will turn right and walk ahead,
I wont be there with you.

You'll wonder why it is like this,
Why you're all alone,
Choosing to come here at last,
without another soul.

You'll get to it and look straight down,
An inscription is written there,
The tears they flow like water falls,
The pain you cannot bare.

"He died alone and with out you,
Tho he did love you soo,
But you took love for granted babe,
So thats why he had to go."

Those words will cut you like a knife,
You'll think it wasn't fair,
But on your shoulder theres a hand,
He'll always will be there.