Forsaken On 52

Forsaken On 52
My fingers did quiver and twitch
With palms moist from your sweat
A burst Of pain, then light turned black
And as this quiet choked my tongue I struggled to my knees, and slowly began to weep
For this day the sun did die

\"Goodbye my dear\"
Whispering to myself
I never believed
I never thought that I could take these things for granted
But as the darkness and rain (surround me now)
I know that I was wrong. more that just the sun died this day.
\"Forgive? forsaken.\"
That which doesn't kill me only serves to make me strong
You made only one mistake
You didn't kill me.
You should have killed me that day
Because I am still breathing.
I am still bleeding
I am Still breathing the anger you confine
Breathing dies