Tear Stains

by Stef   Oct 12, 2004


Tear stains on my pillow, blood stains on my floor
The will to carry on forgotten, I’m not breathing anymore.
My last breath hanging over me like sun on the ocean shore
The rest of me is gone, all that’s left behind is my core.

This is who I am. The person I was so scared to be
Lying on the floor, vision blurred, unable to see
As a pool of my own life drains out until I’m empty
Trusting that soon I won’t have to remain as me.

Tear stains on my pillow, blood stains on my floor
The will to live forgotten, someplace behind my door
Trust me, I’m ok. We’ve been through this all before.
Just please, leave me be. I don’t want to live anymore.

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