Calm. Cold. And broken inside,
Nothing left but regrets.
Stumbling through life, always waiting to die,
She's existing just to forget.
Wishing she could erase that day,
Her entire life fell apart.
The world moves around her, vision is grey,
Reflecting a hue of her darkened heart.
Everyone's talking to her,
Her automated responses always suffice.
Everyone's seeing through her,
Her mind and soul so encased in ice.
He loved her so much, so perfectly,
In her mind, that was all she would need.
If only she could take back the day,
Unable. To her fate she now will concede.
Dreary days, she can't break the cycle,
Nothing penetrates the grey.
Routine after routine, robotic lifestyle,
She's pretending to live, yet she dies each day.