• Broken I lay here, sad and alone.
    I try to wake up, but you leave me unknown.
    The path that you took, and the one I chose, tore us apart and now I'm alone.
    You may have found another soul.
    Someone to be with that makes you whole.
    But you ripped me apart, and I lay here broken and sad.
    What becomes of me you ask?
    Why would you care?
    You've let me go.
    I'm sad and alone.
    Can you imagine what I've been through?
    Like I've died inside.
    I lay broken here, waiting for death.
    Death may take my pain away, but not my misery.
    Sitting alone.
    Crying alone.
    Being alone.
    The worst of it all, you ask?
    Knowing you've left me for your other whole.