Teardrops on her pillow

Teardrops on her pillow,
one after one,
they slowly flow out of her eyes,
becoming a lake on the bed,
each one telling its own personal story of pain.

No reason to try and stop crying,
shes breaking down,
everything is hitting her hard,
making her scream from the pain,
wanting it to just disappear,
grabbing the blade,
trying to hold on for dear life.

Cut after cut,
the blood joins the teardrops,
creating a perfect oasis,
of heartbreak & betrayal,
every last memory she can't erase,
they hit her with such force,
she can't breathe,
can't feel her own pulse,
shes slowly deteriorating.

Teardrops on her pillow,
one after one,
they slowly flow out of her eyes,
crying so hard,
her vision is a complete blur,
wanting nothing more then to feel no pain,
to become completely numb,
to just get over him for good.