The bloods dripping fast
his heart is on the ground...

Locked in a small room with no doors out
people all around but they cant hear me shout...

I use to write happy poems but now they cease to...
i try to think of a good one but only anger runs...

I cant sleep tonight
cause all i can think about is you...

Heartaches and fat lips with a desire die
scratches and scars, and a need to cry...

Its sad to say how i ended up today
and its all because of you...

I don't know how i can write about you
you don't even know how mad i am...

The drops drips closer due to falling rain
but today its not the antidote to pain...