Walk along the cold white floor,
Wonder why he won't follow.
Pause for a moment at the door,
His heart forever hollow.
He cheated with another,
Did his love ever exist?
Watch him talk to the other,
Soon a blade will slit the wrist.
A week later,
Still dying inside.
He's with her,
Emotions are too hard to hide.
Stand in front of his door,
Look through the window pane.
The rain starts to pour,
No longer completely sane.
She's sitting upon his lap,
Her arms wrapped around his waist.
On his shoulder she begins to tap,
He sees you, and pulls away with haste.
Tears streaming from your face,
The truth is finally known.
Vanish without a trace,
His love no longer shown.
Look through a piece of glass,
His face on the other side.
Walk through the door into the grass,
So many tears to hide.
Vanish from his line of sight,
A wrist slit with effortless ease.
His face surrounded in death's light,
God just take me...Please.