Your Concrete Angel

This notebook is getting tired of the same old lines that seem to be getting written down, night after night.
Under shaking and trembling skin, you take it all, and kill me from within.
I'm breathing in toxic fumes just to fall asleep at night. I pray to god I don't wake up to see the morning light.
You never cared to explain anything that led up to this broken-hearted train wreck we built together, just remember, you said forever.
You've tainted the air with the so-called plastic perfection of your life. I wish people could at least see what you do with your knife.
So carve these words into your body and watch the long, drawn out blood puddles start to form. It'll never make a bit of a difference.
My jaw has been wired shut to keep me from saying something else, but darling, don't let that keep you from walking out the door.
Because it's the end of the summer anyway. All that will come of this is another heart-wrenching airport goodbye.
So why don't you just leave now. Save us both. It's be the smart thing to do.
And after you leave, the silent phone calls and the scribbled letters will decrease. It wont' bother me at all. Nor ever put me at ease.
So I hope your smile will fade from my memory. There's no use of it anymore.
You can keep throwing these punches, and help me jump to my death.
But then you'll have to live with your conscience.
I'll be your concrete angel for eternity, I promise.