The thing I want most I could never have.

Walking down a dark street she pulls her jacket tight for warmth
A small comfort that the arms of some one else could fulfill
but there's no one here to sooth her
just an empty night street.

Breathing the thick air she wishes for something to be home when she gets there
some one to go home to would do just fine
but she knows the house will be empty
nothing there but a broken tv.

Around the corner she head pulling out her keys
but there's no tingle in her heart as she unlocks the door
only a loved one on the other side could give her this feeling
and she feels there is no one...

Into the apartment she heads throwing her coat on the floor
No need to be neat when it doesn't matter what your home looks like
Only is there were some thing to clean up for
but her night shall be silent as the following day

To her room she treads finding a piece of paper and a freshly sharpened pencil
she sits down in an old chair and looks out the window
she writes her soul onto the paper
spilling her emotions for anyone to see, but she knows no one will.

She sighs and leaves her desk stained in tears,
soaking through the wood the small beads of water she watches for several minutes
not even noticing her actions simply drinking straight from the bottle
a warm liquid burning down her throat.

Falling to her back she lays on her bed motionless
looking to her right she sees a draw inviting her inspection
as she opens it a silver shine catches her eye
she tilts her head an beholds it's beauty

A single shot and she's gone
spread across her white silk sheets all alone
just as in her mind

While clutched tightly in her hand the soft paper read "I want the most the thing that I could never ever have, and though I try to explain to you it seems you will never understand. Your love I need and for you I bleed,
but tonight I bleed no more."