Toxic relapse, setting in.
Where to start? I can't begin.
Your poisoned lies have turned me numb.
My senses dead, blind deaf and dumb.

I can't believe you'd stoop this low,
This truly is the killing blow.
I'm far past angry, I'm damn near dead.
You don't even notice, you don't look ahead.

I only stay here, numb and broken.
Floating, drifting, dying, open.
I gave you my all, I trusted in you,
Now we all see, those days are through.

Now as I lie here, slowly dying,
I think of you, your selfish crying.
I still can't help but feel sorry for you.
You've left me stupid, nothing left to do.

You're through, you're done, I'm dead inside.
Thats what you wanted though, don't lie.

I just can't take another lie.

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Scarlatan, in the year 399 AF.