Decayed.

The blood that flows has turned black,
My life's become a living hell,
It's all without you.

But I've learned to stand,
No longer in need of your helping hand,
You helped me die,
I live on through this pain,
Through these words my core travels.

But you've saved me from misery's company,
It's been so long without your voice that I no longer depend,
I can breathe and make a choice,
You've made me live on.

I've decayed in all these days,
It's been so long without a grey sky,
I don't need you anymore.

Yes, I can stand and live again.