Can you bleed for the pain of another,
Just to see their smile one last time?
And would you finally welcome me...
If I had come to say goodbye?
Tears fall wordlessly upon this page,
Yet they could never mean enough.
My bleeding has always been for you;
Your love like that of a blade's touch.
Does this story having an ending?
(and do I truly want it to?)
Fading scars eternally mending,
But the pain isn't forgotten.
And in my blood we write the manuscript,
So write me one last feigned resolution-
would you let me be your favorite death?
If I can't be good for anything else,
At least enjoy these few last words...
I'd include you in my requiem, but;
Would that mark the last time you cared?
Or just the last time you remembered to?
You didn't flood light throughout my life,
But you gave me someone to walk with in the dark.
So figure out my darkest riddle,
As it was created just for you.
Condemn me for this sacred crime,
Or offer to be my only accomplice;
It all ends in a similar breakdown...
Still life shot of bleeding wounds,
Another memory of vivid regret.
As we cut too far this final time,
Isn't this exactly what you wanted?