Bring me your pills; let them spell out a cure
And I would rather be dead...

Tears cascade in their familiar pattern
As I'm left to taste the doubt...

The ultimatum is here now
After just another crisis point...

Tears streaming down my pale cheeks
Once healthy, now pampered in blood...

You begin to turn around again but I'm already...
You never saw me fall apart, whilst you stood...

I've had so much more than I can take
Lie down, break down, upon my bed...

Staring, as tears flood my damp reflection
Droplets falling with such ease...

I’d choke upon your insults
If you’d swallow your own pride...

I follow the scent upon the ground
Just to take me away from here...

Did I ever tell you how much I love you
How it’ll kill me not seeing your face...

So you want me to write a poem about you?
Well write a poem, I will...

I watch you walking away from me
Mourning your lost pride...