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I open my eyes everyday to find,
It's my saddening reality which troubles my mind.
I glance at her, her eyes so red,
She's beginning to drive me mad.
With tears pouring, never pausing,
A mournfull waterfall is falling.
I try to get on with life,
But it just feels like a twisting knife,
Letting me bleed, taking no heed,
Love and attention is what I need.
My heart has become a lethal weapon,
Dangerous to anyone who tries to handle it.
I want to cry and can't manage it.
So I'll close my eyes again,
In hope to find a better escape.