The tears still drip down onto pictures of you,
When will this pain end,
You have been gone for so long now,
Why can i not forget your face.
Why is it that when i close my eyes,
I am in a world a sorrow and hurt.
Why is images of your perfection,
Still imprinted on my mind.
You chose to leave me,
Why am i being punished for your decision,
I want to be free from all this pain.
I feel the balde on my skin,
I can see what i am doing
But i do not fully understand why.
I know this will not bring you back,
I know this will in no way help.
The feelings of guilt, anger, and lonelyness will surely follow.
But a chance to take away the hurt inside even for a moment,
That is to much for me to resist.
A cloud of red follows my blades journey accross my wrist,
The small ponds of blood, join.
Rivers of blood now make there way down my arm,
I watch there decent to the ground,
A sight i obsevre much to often.
But no, this is not the same,
It was to deep,
Its happening to fast,
There is just too much blood.
Pools of red pain and sorrow,
Cover the floor.
I now can't feel the hurt anymore,
I can feel nothing but peace,
I've gone to far this time.
But this is what i wanted all along,
Now, my love, i will be with you again.
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