Blood

Clouds drift
Dreams fade
Hopes fall
Senses fail
This is my life

No hopes to think about
No senses to guide me
No dreams to comfort me
I'm just a cloud

I have no purpose
All i have is blood
Take a knife
Sit in a corner
Put the knife to your wrists and cut

Watching blood drop and drip
Soothes my soul
Lays waste to my mind
And counts down till the end

Counting down till i am truly free
Free to wander aimlessly
Time and time again
With no one to accompany me

I wail in pain
I wail in sorrow
I wail for you to return
I wail for nothing