Divorce

Glass shatters as it hits the wall.
Is this the end of it all?
Parts of me wonder why I'm not dead.
Sometimes things are better left unsaid.
Why oh why does it have to be like this?
Was there something that I missed?
She forced you out of her life.
With that being done,
next thing I knew, you were gone.


Clearly you don't care.
About the family you chose to help create.
You just like to watch me fall.
But I'll keep trying to stand up tall.
Stick the needle in.
Pop a pill.
It's my life.
I'll take it at my own will.


Is this your fault?
Or perhaps it's my own.
Everyday I feel as though,
I'm going to die alone.
If I could change my past,
I just might be able to last.
But with you gone,
and out of my life.
I feel like this simple knife,
just won't do.
And this is all because of you.