Post Mortem

We hereby conduct this post mortem
Like the Chairman of the Tortured Poets Department once said*

It's been a while since I was in prison 
Then you took me away from it
But you hit me with your deception 
You were cold as old spirit
I was wrong as always 

You never asked me
I'm fine? No, I'm not, I never was and
never be
I wanted to scream with top of my lungs 
But you won't notice it. 

I gave everything what I have
But you didn't give a fuck
Now I'm in deep grave
Watching time going back
To the moment first to each other we wave

I was watching and swearing that day
But in flare of the sun I tried to forget
What whenever we had in lifeway
It was gone at long summerset

It's been an year since I died inside 
Scars on my skin still bleeding 
But I'm trying to live my life with pride
And now about it you're reading.

How did it end?*

*Lyrics from How Did it End by Taylor Swift from The Tortured Poets Department