• How can you do it?
    How can you turn your back on us?
    On me?
    You think people should feel sorry for you.
    You think people should care about you.
    You think youre the only one who can bleed.
    I know what its like to bleed.
    To bleed for someone else.
    Ive bleed for you.
    I know what its like when your walls are silently,
    shaking and crumbling around you,
    and there is nothing you can do
    but ruthlessly hunt for a door in the dark.
    When its just one more step and off the edge you go.
    When neither life nor death dares to keep you.
    When you try and turn your back from the darkness,
    but the darkness does not leave,
    even when you close your eyes.
    The darkness is in you.
    It lives in every crevice of your heart.
    It consumes you and everything about you.
    Your world is black and there is no fixing it.
    Your stuck where you are and chained down.
    You blame the world and you try to run.
    While running from your problems you fall.
    You fall hard and fast and now youre helpless again.
    There is no escape from the world you have created.
    This is your problem now.
    Seeing how you have turned your back on everyone.
    Ive tried to help you.
    I have cared so much and you fall farther in the dark.
    I grasp for your hand and you dont even reach out.
    Ive shed one to many tears for you and this is goodbye.
    Is this how it all falls down?
    Will this be the end?
    This is the sleepless lullaby Ill sing to you.
    This is the happy eulogy written to you.
    This is the empty page that says so much.
    And its all for you