I refuse to argue
with a stubborn "martyr"
You do not need to bleed
For you do not care
Words from your beautiful lips
Are those of the sour unforgiver
Leaving a bitter sting on my heart
When you cry your tears,
they shine so bare
Glistening beauty streaked
down your skin
And I can only look at you in disgust
For you are no longer the blossiming girl I knew
There may have been a time and place
Where I loved you so dearly
But now your just a disgrace
You only actions are those which
benifit your good.
But despite everything,
I leave you with the choice.
My life in your hands,
My beloved girl.
Do you walk away and
watch me die
or do you stay
and we can heal?
