Breaking Benjamin

Just wanted to see your face again
Well that's too damn bad
Breaking Benjamin, dear reader
Is never as hard as it sounds

Breaking Benjamin, reader
Like throwing dishes at the wall
How many stairs one must climb
Before he's ready to jump and fall

You told Ben that it's been a mistake
Since the day you met
Breaking on the floor
He never lied with what he said

So he sits there on the floor
Can you see him over there?
His heart beats through his wrist
Blood stains your carpet once cream coloured and bare

Next to you're desk
The one you sit at now
Reading this poem
Do you dare read out loud?

Can Benjamin hear you?
I mean, he's right next to your stairs
How much blood escapes his arm
Before it won't matter how much you care?

Can you hear it dripping down your stair case?
Drip, Drip, Drip.
No matter how much you don't want it
He loved you like he said he did

Look to your left, dear reader
Can you see him curled up by the bed
Still bleeding from each wrist
Heart still beating, looks so dead

He's reaching out his bloody hand
Don't reach out for it back
He loved you and he still does
Don't save him if you want him back

The floor on the loft remember?
He's worthless to you here
But one more sorry for you
Blood stains the carpet, dear

Breaking Benjamin on the floor
He means it when he says
And in his one last dying breath
He loves you all the way