Blood, Dignity

A world of black
with no colours
just different shades
this is my world

I see flowers
and think of pain
from when I use to pick them
for a very special girl

she was nice and beautiful
but in ways she was evil
she blinded me in fake love
all she wanted was a toy

I was a toy
nothing but an object
that can be thrown away anywhere
anytime, anywhere

she began to get more
another toy, then more
but she kept me
still tearing me apart

I was never strong
I couldn't�t stop it
except this one way
and still keep my dignity

so as I write this
I�m already calling the cops
to warn them
of the murder I�m going to commit

when I hang up
I read for the drawer
pull out a knife
the longest one there

I walk to the bathroom
and hear her showering
I open the door and enter
she yells to get out

I pull open the curtain
and she screams
I make it quick
one swift stab to the heart

I wash away the blood
and bring the knife to my neck
I hear the sirens coming
I run the knife across and feel the blood