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I walk the streets alone
Still not accepting your absence
I still feel your touch and smell the scent of your skin
Missing you, I hear the cold air whisper your name
I shiver out of sadness and continue walking

I walk the crowded halls of school
With ear shattering laughter and shining faces
I still miss your voice and your comforting kiss
Thinking of you, I see a girl kiss her prince
And a beautiful smile was left on her face

I walk the carpet of my depressing home
While the pets sleep and relatives are away
I still long for your visit at that time of the day
Giving up, I reach for the knife
I end the pain that has overstayed its welcome

I walk the steaming grounds of hell
With every wave of heat piercing my skin
I still feel alone, not as much as before
Regretting suicide, I curl up and cry
And realize life without you wasn't so bad