Oblivion

You're shed by a tree

And curled up on the frigid ground

Completely alone

In anticipation of being found

You're a shadow of your former self

You play dead

Afraid to be laughed at

Nobody knows

Your last-known place of abode is hell

Bitter rain lashes you face

You've seen the real hell

The wind shows you the way

Still there's no one to pick up you

The rust eats up your heart

Condemned to oblivion

You pine away

You're a shadow of your former self

You play dead

Afraid to be laughed at

Nobody knows

Your last-known place of abode is hell

(You pine away)

Bitter rain lashes you face

(You pine away)

You've seen the real hell

You're shed by a tree

Condemned to oblivion