Left Behind. Poem by Autum Foster

Alone again I find myself,
Left again, upon the shelf,
I'll always be second best,
I'm nothing in comparison with the rest,
I scream, I cry, I cut I bleed,
In the end, my heart, will cease,
I know I'll never be the one,
My life, my love, my lust, now gone,
For you I'd give up all I own,
To belong to you, my heart, my soul,
I lie alone and broken at night,
I try to scream, I try to fight,
You my love, took everything away,
The knife I hold; my only escape,
I watch the blood fall from my wrists,  
The ups, the downs, the curves, the twists,
The scars that you have left behind,
Tell the story of my demise,
They read like lines from a book,
Surely you know, just what you've took,
You've took my hope, you've took my dreams,
I'm falling apart, torn at the seams,
I though I was fine, I thought I recovered,
But tonight I die, for you, dear lover.