A knife i hold in my hand
my eyes never leaving it
the smooth metal against my arm
the slight tingle of pain comes out
the tears i shed are for you
blood comes out
flowing down to the floor
the love for you leaving me
no cloth or bandage for this
my life will be missed
for those who loved me shall cry
for those who never loved me shall be alone
the one i love
has never loved me
but used me
for him i show him how much i love him
for him i shall die
for others i shall live again
