Tears of betrayal fall down my worthless face
I've lost everything I've ever cared about.
The only item I have left of them is one I will cherish forever.
Sweet memories.
They surround me,
Circling my wishful mind
Wanting to burn in the depths of hell with them.
The pain of losing them is so intense,
I hardly feel the knife as it grinds into my skin.
Colorless blood flows through the gash,
every drop looks like them.
Maybe I'm crazy.
Yet at the same time,
not.
They are the last things I see
As I slowly drift into a slumber.
