Puddles of despair grow into rivers of pain
As suicide courses through these bleeding veins
The one solace, this serrated blade
Pitter
Patter
The droplets fall
Crimson beads began to pool
Then thoughts of you interlude
The ardent memories
Open a floodgate
Your touch
Your kiss
Your sweet caress
Your every word
Made the rest of the world
Evanesce
Suddenly it all came rushing back
The pain that day
Was more than I could bear
It should have been me
Not you, that was there
That night I cried
A piece of my soul had died
I forced myself to go on, day to day
But inevitably brought me only disdain
Just a few months
Was all that I dared
Without you
There was nothing left to care
My thoughts of you now slowly drain
I smile knowing you're one last heartbeat away
This hollowed shell
Now this heap upon the floor
No scream
No sad sob
To be heard
Evermore.
