As I lay here on the cold hard ground.
I look up to see you staring,
You see my chest still open
You see my heart beating its last time.
I beg you to stop
Yet you raise your foot
And smash my still beating heart.
I awake to feel the scars bleeding
Bleeding as they never bled before.
I stop the bleeding.
I fall back to sleep
Only to see your face haunting my dreams again.
