End This Game

Here I lay,
In this dying shame,
Staring at this knife,
Wanting to end this game.

Here I lay,
Crying all night,
Wishing you were here,
To hold me tight.

Here I lay,
Remembering all the lies,
Lying awake,
Wishing that I wouldn't cry.

Here I lay,
Wondering what went wrong,
Because we were so perfect,
And now its so hard to be strong.

Here I lay,
Only thinking of you,
and that wonderful knife,
Only knowing of one thing to do.

Here I lay,
Trying to picture my black broken heart,
Love is nothing,
When I know we're apart.

Here I lay,
In this flood of dying shame,
Holding this beautiful knife,
Ready to end this ugly game.