Wither

I have given my all tried my best despite all this I was forgotten by the rest.
Just a lost leaf caught in the cold winter breeze. Never knowing when this madness will end.
I was never one to hate, never raised my fists in rage.
I was taken for granted and used because of my naive childlike nature.
Soon the child withered and died cold and bitter like one abused and alone.
The one you used, the one you abused is no more.
I’m at the edge and there is nothing you can do.
The scars never healed over now there’s nothing I can do.
Caress the blade across my vein the blood flows free.
As the door opens but the light fades I grow cold
Come lay beside me death  my only friend.
My soul withers and dies ashes to ashes dust to dust I am forever lost.