turn

You told me to walk away,
how could I begin to speak?
You'd left me long before,
a corpse in my midst.
Your eyes lost their fire,
it's time to turn and go.
Before I run
and leave you to fall
take back your heart,
dripping with blood.
This might be the reason
you're no longer alive.
Not that I can care-
you've left me no choice
no ability to decide.
I'm a puppet on your strings
I do as you say.
This is the last command
I will take from you in this life.
And all you can say to me
is 'just walk away.'