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I have been crying today,

I wanted to kill the pain.

But inside I’m still hurt.

My heart is still bleeding.



I long for comfort and warmth,

but I’m always the fallen one.

The agony of my bleeding heart,

slowly kills me inside.



Sometimes I wonder if I would dead.

I wonder how life would be without me.

Maybe I’ll be missed, or maybe just forgotten.

My legacy will then die and be untold.



My wounds bleed and long to be healed.

My heart is broken and needs some fixing.

My soul weeps and cries for help.

Inside I’m numb and the emptiness kills me.