Sweet and caring
She gave her heart, a part of her sharing
She’s stuck
Her birthday came and went and all she thinks about is yesterday
Her love died along with her only son
Empty and heart broken
Every time she feels light
She is struck by the dark
Copious amounts of pills won’t take away her pain
And now she fears again
That it’s over
She let them in
Loved them with all her might
And is forced to focus on all her fright
Elenor Rigby plays on her old record player
She tied her fate
Instead of a glass full, an empty plate
~Divine