What is left?

What is left of me? Anything at all?

I stand here alone.

Outside in the surrounded blackness.

Nobody noticed?

That I’m gone.

I cry myself to sleep

A thousand teardrops fall

Maybe one day

Someone will catch my fall

The silence makes me death

Slightest sound never heard

I haven’t ate at all

But the end is getting near

Angels above call my name

So im out here alone

No where to call home

My breath slowly fades

The rain starts to fall

It feels like my time is up

The Lord calls my name

Now there’s nothing left at all.