Just a tear-drop from my eyes
Just a drop of blood falls to my fist.
I ignore the pain inside and scream from the pain on my wrist.

My heartache controlls me then the blade controls me. Im vibing to loud
music, waiting for a call.
A call from the person who caused this all.

Memories are floating in the vast abyss of our special days and our
incredible kiss.

I hold my breath and the pain goes down. The music's louder than the
sound- the sounds of my screams- of pain- of love.

I'm staring at the phone.
Sitting all alone.
More cuts appear as I yern for him,
wishing he was near.

Im starring at the red tears that came from my arm. Love has caused me to
much harm.
Im clutching my teddy and my heart gets more heavy.

My hand gets shaky and picks up the blade.
I look down and see the marks love has made.

Hours pass but the pain doesn't.
Sitting in my dingy reverie feeling so
full of doleful gloom.

The smell of heart-ache fills the room.
Puddles of red surround me.
Air is dark- full of shade.
I look down and see the marks love has made.
 
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