Painful love

Tick Tock Tick Tock I cant stand it anymore
Sitting by the window waiting for you;
I ache and bleed for you my wrists are sore
Its a shame you cant feel the same way too.

I sit, a puddle of blood at my feet,
tears welling up they begin to stream down.
Covering up trying to be discrete,
Failing for I wear a permanent frown.

An image of you always haunting me,
Either in my dreams or we pass in the hall.
Blinded by my sorrow I can not see,
Here in this black I am I fall.

For you, in the end you taste cool sweet death,
Most delightful will be your dying breath.