The deep stuff

These tears falling from our eyes.
all falling from the Sky's.
like broken angles, that hells forsaken.
falling one by one.
the blood dripping from our wrists.
from all those unexpected twists, with half a heart.
my guitar and you by my side.
and all those people from our past.
and memories so vast, packed away in my mind,
to be thought of from after.
this pain digs so deep, the blood begins to seep,
down my arm. dripping on my guitar.
these drugs they do not work, as me death begins to lurk.
around every corner, and no one cares at all.
so i say good-bye for you one time.
you didnt come back to me the same as before.
you've been broken, by everyones judgment, now your all the same.
so say good-bye to me, this last time.

this poem was written by me and ma best mate. didn't want to take all the credit for it.
i hope you like it.