Gone
Blood tears,
I feel no pain,
The razor is my drug,
I cut and slice,
My blood flows,
My life is in my blood.
I miss him,
I loved him,
He left me alone,
That wasn't what I wanted.
I wanted the safety of his arms,
The promises he kept,
The happiness he made me feel,
His love.
But he left me,
He left me all alone,
Now all I have left,
Is the comfort of my razor.
The blood tears,
The lack of pain,
Is all I have to comfort me,
The crimson flow,
Its so beautiful.
Its my life that i see before me.
It'll soon be gone.
Just like he is.