Breaking In November

On a cold November day,
In the chilling autumn rain,
Breathing steady as you lay,
A body and life full of pain,

The rapid pace of your heart beating,
With winter just around the corner,
You feel as if life is simply repeating,
Drowning in your own misery as a solitary mourner,

The game of life is not fair,
So quickly good times go bad,
You cannot hardly bear,
Leaving you empty and sad,

Leaving you wrecked and helpless,
A breakup yet again,
A sulking, tortured mess
He left you in the end.