Gone

I followed your trail of tears only to find, 

a lifeless body that was left behind 

Not knowing who you are, 

will always leave a scar. 

For you were my biggest regret. 

I hear sirens coming now, 

so I flee before you're found. 

Now I look into the mirror, and see your face. 

I try to ignore the blood and scrapes 

I close my eyes and smile, 

because your pain was worthwhile. 

So when they put me in a cell, 

I won't care, because you're well... 

gone.