On the darkest night, of my life.
You ripped apart my insides.
And as I held your hand, under the starlit sky,
You said you were done, and as I cried I asked why.
The air began to freeze, in rhythm with my heart.
And as the last tear fell.
So did your departure start.
And as I begged, you not to go.
I thought to myself If only I'd shown.
This is, the last time.
I will, cry.
Push the pain, deep inside,
Hold my breathe, and try to die.
I cringed away, as you touched my face.
You became angry and turned away.
You steadily walked, to the edge of the lake.
I followed with the knife, prepared to break.
And as the blade impaled your heart.
I knew it was, my turn to tear apart.
The edge of the knife, along my neck.
My blood drenched soulless body resting on yours.
This is, the last time.
I will, cry.
Push the pain, deep inside.
Hold my breath, and try to die.
I cant.... I cant... I cant....
I cant go on,
I cant be you,
If you will not move,
I will push through,
Get away from me,
Or I will make ya see,
What it feels like,
To beg to bleed.
My mind went numb, As you called my name.
And from my nightmare.
I awoke.
Copyright 2003 Lamia