Dripping from my mouth,
Splashing all around.
I cover my lips with smeared fingers
And I fall onto the ground.
I can see the red,
My now lethal words
Soaked in my blood and hung out to dry
Then pecked at by the cruel birds.
Those words, so harmless
Turned into sharp darts
-By the very ones I gave them to!-
And aimed straight for my heart.
I offered help and love,
But just hate was recieved.
In times of weakness and times of pain,
I alone was decieved.
I let go of my lips.
Let the blood and words flow
together at last, as fate would have.
I let agony show.
As my breath speeds and fails,
I plead with longing eyes.
Please! Heed my words, have faith,
Accept my final goodbyes.
