Left in the fields
Lifeless heart
Soul desecrated
In the hunt for love
Decay lingers
The vultures hover
Looking for easy pickings
Do not touch my flesh
It surely belongs
To him alone
For he raised me
Hand fed me
Created me
Abandoned me
But still I am his
What little blood
May yet flow through me
Belongs in his hands
From his side
I was gifted life
Without his breath
I shall perish
Without his love
I am nothing
An unwanted gift
Discarded in fields
Dust back to dust
Earth back to Earth
