tears i spill for a stranger
as i remember the pain i used to feel
he's feeling it now
i hate you life
i hate the way you cruelly
kill people
kill dreams
for fun
tears that trickle down my cheek
for one i've never met
that doens't matter
no one deserves to feel like that
hatred kills
just like life
is it really a matter of just dealing with it?
or is ending your life
the answer
just bring back memories
the night when i gave up
when blood seeped from me
and the angel that saved me
i don't know how to tell him
his angel will come
i don't want him
to take the same path i did
~erika boal