I want the tears to flow
And wash my pain away;
Drain me,
And make me disappear.
I want them to kill my pain
And I know this would kill me too.
As the tears start running
They take the pain with them.
And the pain is me.
It doesn\'t hurt any more,
But it\'s not healing.
Emptiness is what remains.
Empty is what I am.
Nothing inside me any more.
Nothing is what I am.
This beautiful waterfall of black tears...
