Daggers ripping through my soul,
Etching out a giant hole,
The part you wrote your name upon has been torn out and now is gone,
The daggers slice down to the core,
Causing pan and so much more,
Memories swim by my eyes,
Memories of harsh goodbyes,
Screaming down that you hate me,
Yelling I should never be,
So much pain and angry strife,
I run away and grab the knife,
Pushing out blood more and more,
Falling gently to the floor.