As if
You...

This is the Image
I was forced to Paint...

"Broken lips
Mouth filled with blood...

So the taste is still bitter
The pain Still remains...

I can't break the surface
I'm drowning in these thoughts...

So you think
I've given up...

You are nothing
NOTHING...

Oh the coldness
Gripping my throat...

Memories
Sliding...

Pain is better
Than you...

You like the picture
That hangs on...

You like the picture
Thats hangs on...