You...

You pushed her, you shoved her,

You threw her, you hurt her,

You told her, you'd beat her,

God helped grow her,

You left her, then saw her,

Now you want her, you can't have her.

Pictures of him...

I found more pictures of him,

He's missing like the brightness in a world that is dim.

It's my world, I committed these sins

The pain kills me more, the more the evil world grins.

They laugh at me, they don't know what their laughter's about,

They think they knew me, my personallity and it's doubts.

I have started to hate them, the way I hate me,

It was when he walked away, that my end came to be.

I can't tell you if this is poetry,

or if it's something I've wanted you to see.

I can't run away from the past, I can't dwell in the future,

Living in the present is like the worst of tortures.

I can't feel me, I can't hear myself,

I don't know where to go, I belong no where else.

I don't know how to tell you, I don't know where to find you,

I don't know where to find him, there's no point even if I do.

I gave up some time ago, I tried to be myself again.

It's 'cause my life became a track, this misery a never-ending train.