Found The Time To Bleed

I walk in the rain,
Headphones on.
Numb from the cold,
But the pain is gone.

A tear on my face,
That nobody sees.
Thank God for rain,
It cures my disease.

A disease of pain,
Cold, black hate.
Empty heart hurting,
Can't walk straight.

Intoxicated immensely,
Loss of blood too.
I watched it drain away,
For it was long overdue.

So I bled for me,
Him and the world.
I bled for the stains,
Of that one little girl.