You Can't Save Me

Yesterday i cried a puddle, a mix of tears and blood,
I whispered softly to the blade, as i watched that puddle flood,
Sensing myself start to cry, i slowly lift the blade,
I want no more of this thing that makes me fade.

Today I cried a river, alot of crimson tears,
I cut the blade deep through my skin, in hopes of not being here,
Feeling myself give in to this pain,
I feel it getting deeper, soon i'll reach the vein.

Tomorrow I will cry an ocean of blood and tears together,
And when you see me laying there, you'll think "i wish i could of saved her",
But no one could of saved me, because i never let them know,
The reason for all my pain, I never let show.