As i regret every word i said to her
I lay here thinking why do i do such things?
I wish i had wings to fly to her.
Why?
Because i would die for her.
Looking back to what i did.
The memories i wish i hid.
The silence is something i cannot bear.
I feel like I am about to tear.
I need to hear her voice.
I think i just let loose a tear.
This is just what i fear.
This solitude is something I can not handle.
I need to talk to her.
I wish i could walk to her.
I really should talk to her.
But i can't.
She isn't there.
Wait there she is!
I think I've found her.
Oh no shes gone just as fast as she appeared.
I start to cry my own little tears.
Letting out my worst thing that i fear.
I am alone.
I let out a load moan.
I need to hear her voice.
Its my choice.
The silence makes me want to die.
It makes me want to cry.
Please let me hear her again.
For this i will do anything.
Anything at all.
I will even fall and break my bones.
Just to hear her voice again.
As the silence seeps in.
I feel that i can't win.
So i take out my knife to make a fatal sin.
I just let out a big grin and there i fall never to wake up again.
