Here I stand
With a hole in my chest
Blood flowing from the wound
Covering my cloathing
And my bare feet in blood
Leaving pools of blood
Each time I fall on my hands and knees
Broken glass under me insures that
I always will feel pain
I cryed all my tears
After I was used and betrayed
So only is me closing my eyes
Wishing that
That this suffering
Anger
Hatered
Saddnes
That has tainted my soul
Would leave
And the heart that is gone
Would return to me
Everyone always walk around me
No one to offering a helping hand
Family no longer there to embrace me
I would gladly accept death
If I had the choice
But someone has reason
To let me continue like this.
Pulling myself up with glass
In now both hands and legs
The bleeding continues so will I
With that bitter taste in my mouth
The taste of hope
Hope one day
That the skys
Will become blue
And the these feelings will be replaced
With those when I am around friends
Family
And the woman
That holds my heart.