If I went to write my words with my BLOOD, It won't be enough for someone like you.
If I stopped to LOVE you then my HEART went BROKEN not matter what you did. and no matter what people say no one is going to force me to hold my BREATH. It was you, who took it.
But now your gone left me lonely, shared, & lost without saying GOODBYE.
So Hollow, even the roughness I used to got, has gone when you gone.
What you left behind, What you never though about.
What I got Inside, What is left from an OLD man