• The part he use to be
    now long gone
    the pieces he once took
    in his once to caring hands
    now shattered more than ever
    he once was the light in the darkness
    the darkness we call life
    this thing we strive to find
    meaning and sense for

    He who use to hold
    the thing that spreads my blood
    he I once called my own
    and I his
    All meaning in that now gone
    he left with pieces of a now shattered soul
    Why would he do such a thing
    to a person he said he loved

    All words from his lips
    with their lies
    twisting the string to my heart
    around his pathetic finger
    he who knows how to use
    feelings from another
    tearing apart them
    bit by bit
    taking for granted
    my heart when I was not in site

    so thank you my dear
    or what once was
    the person I fell for
    that is now missing in his eyes
    his sense of evil has no bounds
    amusement streaming in them
    as tears stream from mine

    so thank you again
    showing the true evil in all of us
    showing the hurt one is able to endure
    showing how one can send out hate
    to a person that cannot
    to a person that feels no hate
    and wishes no harm upon anyone

    And to you
    this is farewell
    no longer will I dwell on these thoughts
    no longer will you rule what once was
    you may have said hello
    but I have said good bye
    oh one last thing
    one last thing you must know
    I hope you choke on your pride