You don't know. You weren't there.
You walked out, not just on...
There sat a boy
all alone in his dark room...
Two sets of footprints in the sand
One for me and you...
His words were bullets
Tearing holes in her defences...
The rope is on the fan,
The chair on the floor...
Tears started merging
from a lonely place...
I see the scars on her arms
And know I'm to blame...
My hearts bleeding,
Numbness is real...
Even though you always reassure me
it won't happen...
Roses petals spread on the floor below,
But those are for her...
"You'll be fine"
How do you know...
To you i must say this
last two words of mine...