Habnabit Reads Bad Poetry!

this is Bleeding

As my tears fall from the sky,
And in my hand I sing,
I sing my last song of pain,
As my world comes crashing down.
As I lay on the floor, all time sing that,
That painful word that has made my life,
Unlivable, Unforgetable and unseeable.
That word that has never left me,
Now I cry blood from my wrists,
On the botom of your stairs,
I look up to hear a scream.
Thats when my end had finally come,
And now I lay there bleeding,
Tears and blood, from my eyes and wrists
And let out one last,
Cry as it echo through,
My body,
As the stone cold darkness floods me.