They never told us it would be like this....
what will it take to erase your face from the depths of my mind?
what must I do to make this agony subside?
if I cross the universe to find you your very own star would you finally see how deeply my love runs
if I cut these vein and paint your wall deep red with my own blood?
would you please tell me what I must do to get through this wall of silence?
what can i do to so you would once again kiss my lips so I feel alive again?
these memories are the breath that keeps me going...
high hopes in this that never happen keep these wounds wide open...
I miss your kiss, your touch, the sound of your voice, the ink on you skin and everything you are within....
You are the rage, the pasion that keeps me captive
I think I should end this now with this knife in hand and its blade to your neck
then you know what I'll do next this blade will end it for me just as it will for you...
this will be a beautiful ending the one we always knew would come...
I painted this picture in red ink to get your atteniton since I couldn't get your heart....