im getting lost in our storm

The trickling of the rain eases my pain

But never halts the constant thinking of my brain

I wonder what was said to make you leave

Was it her or me

Did you think your lies id really believe

I was sorry for everything I had done

But now I see it is a joke to you and your friends

 I was merely broken until I found them laughing

I hid in the shadows as I watched them smirking

I still feel the crumbling of my heart and the sorrow for my deeds

But all else is numb to me…