Does there even need to be a title for pain?

who am I to you

am I a game

just a name

to add to my shame

of feeling alone

as low as a drone

to peddle and cry

so much it makes me want to die?



but I am sure you don't care

as if I was never there

as if it wasn't my heart

that isn't worn through wear and tear

I use to be more

I use to be the best

but all I feel now

is that I am less than less



So what do I do

I pour these words out to you

because they come from my heart

who I gave you to start

but has been shipped back to me

to bury and grieve

because you let it go

you left it be

to feel the pain of rejection

lack of affection

to cease to beat

to cease to feel

the only thing left

is to dive in for the kill

because as always

it is my heart

footing the bill