His Hell

as she lays there cold and dying
someone somewhere her name their crying
with a needle in her arm
he won another with his charm
he is all she needs him to be 
she had to die though just to see
she's just a number nothing more 
as she lay dying on the floor
why is this hard to figure out
that he comes with jail or death no doubt
the misery he leaves behind 
nothing about this "friend" is kind
he takes with him our light and souls
and leaves us lifeless purple and cold
you try so hard to break his clutch
but he makes you think he loves you so much
he lies so much its hard to tell
but he just took you to his hell.