Darkness embracing, lovingly holding
Storing tears in a bottle to view, to later drown...

Torn skin beckons me again
As I feel the jagged edges of my heart...

I see you sitting there in the dark
Whispering the words you wished you had said...

Do I exist to you?
Am I real...

Sometimes you seem so lost that
I feel like taking you in my arms and...

Scissors in your hand, tearing me with sharpened...
Rip me to death; leave no stitching, no hope...

I know you sit there all alone in that crowded...
I know how you really feel, how desperate you are...

He smiles and his eyes light up,
He stands without a sound...

Can you hear my secrets
Upon the whispers of my waves...

Treading water with aching limbs
A tear rolls down my cheek as another sunset...

Your arrogant persona irritates me as you sit...
You think you are superior to my inferior when...

Tear me, make me bleed, make me weep.
Incessant tearing at the seams, blood seeping...