why?
why do people go away.
friendships fade
loves die and people cry?
what makes us stand back and say,
there was nothing that could be done,
evil had already won,
now all we could do was hide our pain,
left with a painful memories stain,
so much time devoted to them,
now only emptyness to replace where they had been,
so now i ask you why,
why leave why cry,
why wish you were dead all alone in your bed,
as the blood runs down your arms,
and cry yourself to sleep dream of times gone by,
days wasted doing nothing,
eating pizza forgetting all your fears,
or talking on the phone till past midnight,
bout hopes dreams and peers.
but its ok sleep good tonight,
ill just sit here and watch the blood run dry.
and hope by morning im not there,
and for when i can no longer fall asleep scared.
