End
Fighting
you again,
I'm crying for you again,
It seems to never
end,
This way you have of hurting me.
Something
I can't understand,
Catching blood and tear drops in my
hand,
Don't you think it has to end?
This way that you hurt
yourself.
What
happened to the bravery,
The faith and camaraderie?
When did it
all end,
The time you took care of yourself?
Psychotic
guilt is a killer,
Pounding blood is a thriller,
It's here,
it's now, it's come, the end,
And I'm glad it finally did.