your hands are bleeding
but it isnt your blood.

your shirt, once white
is stained red
with your own flaws.
though its still white to me.

no knife.
no gun.
no rope.
but somehow you've
killed me.

you have drowned me,
in my own tears.
stabbed me,
with my own hopes.
shot me through the heart.
the heart i tried to give you.

i tell my story,
but they dont understand.
no one sees the blood but You and me,
and you turned your head long ago.

No longer Alive,
but somehow the pain continues,
as i lay in the coffin i built for myself.
six feet under, with my head in the clouds.

i've given all i could give.
youve taken it all,
with nothing in return.
but i'll give you the world
before i give up.
 
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