Pieces of Me.

Sitting in the dark… tears flowing down your cheeks,
and landing on the floor… which is where they belong…
holding your head in your hands, thinking of him…
all the memories rush back into your head…
the morning soon arrives, killing the silent night,
but the sky seems like a different blue,
no birds are singing… your heart is breaking…
there’s nothing left for you to do,
coldness creeps through your body,
and sucks out the remainders of your life,
you turn to the razor and place the blade upon your wrist,
you want to cut deep but you can’t, you’re too afraid,
so put the razor down, and just breathe,
everything will be alright, trust me,
smile again, and the sun will shine bright,
and you won’t feel lonely again tonight…